Inside the tent, the atmosphere was icy cold, as if it were the dead of winter, freezing everyone's bodies until they went numb.
Gu Tong, with a heavy heart, glanced at Li Yan, only to feel that his expression was even darker than her face, which was smeared with shoe polish...
She spoke weakly and tentatively, "Honey... are you still mad?"
"What do you think?" Li Yan's eyes, filled with a killing aura, said it all. His voice was chilly as he said, "Do you know what this place is? This is a battlefield! Any moment of inattention, and you could sacrifice your life! And yet you dared to come here, do you have a death wish?"
Gu Tong bit her lower lip. How could she not know? It was precisely because she knew that she had to come...
She couldn't stand idly by while knowing that Li Yan would get hurt, unless she was heartless and insensitive.
