In a daze, Wen Shu felt her body lift into the air, held tightly in a scorching and familiar embrace.
Two anxious gazes fell on her face, and before she could awaken from her stupor, she heard the voices of the males above.
"What did you do to the female?"
Nan's gentle voice was somewhat trembling, as his fingertips lingered on the long scar on the female's face, his eyes filled with almost overflowing heartache.
Wu Xuan hugged the cold female tightly, trying to warm her with his body heat, his chin resting on her hair, his gaze towards Lucius filled with murderous intent, "Lucius, you will pay the price!"
The chest beside her face vibrated, and Wen Shu strained her spirit to slowly open her eyes, meeting two pairs of reddened eyes.
