"Gu Xiaoer, don't be anxious, after killing Han Luoli, you're next." In the narrow storage room where the air didn't circulate well, Han Luoxi licked her blood-red lips, her characteristically sinister pupils glinting with a venomous light.
Gu Xiaoer resisted with muffled sounds. She couldn't remain passive and allow things to happen. She was hidden in this dark storage room, and if Da Luoluo didn't see the "Happy Birthday" mark she left behind, he might not know she was hiding here. It was uncertain whether he would be threatened by Han Luoxi and rush in alone.
Gu Xiaoer furrowed her brows tightly, her large eyes staring at Han Luoxi without blinking, flickering with a faint light in the dimness.
But before she could come up with any plan, Han Luoxi suddenly pulled out a dagger from her body.
The light reflected from the dagger fell into Gu Xiaoer's eyes, and she shuddered violently, dodging to the side as much as possible, instinctively closing her eyes.
