Gu Tong really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood and throw it on the face of the man in white...
It was just early morning... She had just gotten up and was nearly killed by a weapon, not to mention being teased back and forth... What kind of bad luck was she having...
She kept complaining in her heart.
Of course, it didn't last long...
Gu Tong stood up straight, forcing herself to remain calm as she surveyed the surroundings.
She hadn't forgotten—Mo Ruoqing had just now held a weapon against her!
Her eyes first landed on the table not far away.
It was a table that had been flipped over, covered with dense weapon marks. No need to think; it was this table that had just saved Gu Tong's life!
She hadn't expected that the slender, fragile-looking man in white actually had such strength to directly flip a table...
Gu Tong's eyes lingered on the table for a few seconds before she naturally looked over at the stairway.
