Seeing Wu Xuan hanging lifelessly at the edge of the mountain cliff, chest pierced by sharp claws, Wen Shu stood before the Eagle Beast, fearing it would throw him down the cliff, not daring to approach abruptly.
She kept a close eye on the Eagle Beast's movements, glancing at Wu Xuan's complexion from the corner of her eye.
The blood-red lines had not disappeared, but seemed to tear his face apart. Due to intense pain, he frowned deeply, nostrils weakly flaring, as if he might lose his breath at any moment.
Wen Shu's heart tightened, forcing herself to calm down.
She soothed her tense throat, meeting the terrifying blue eyes of the Eagle Beast. Her tone, though calm, revealed a trace of trembling urgency, "Let him go; I'll go with you to the Blood Alliance to meet your leader."
She roughly guessed that the villain wasn't after her life; otherwise, this group of Blood Beasts would have already made a deadly move.
