"So, still think my heart sounds so delicious?" Zhou Fan's entire body was limp, but his tongue was as sharp as ever. Even standing was a struggle; he had to use his sword to prop himself up, leaning against the wrecked car behind him just to keep from collapsing.
"Hehehe, you're just so cute. Keep that heart safe, okay? Wan'Er has called dibs!" The little girl's expression was unreadable, her thoughts hidden. Finally, with a sweet laugh, she leaped back and landed perfectly on Ah Shan's shoulders. Then Ah Shan shoved the heavily injured Fan and Bai Zhi aside and ran off into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, the figures of the little girl and Ah Shan vanished from sight.
Bai Zhi and Fan staggered, supporting bodies that felt as if they'd collapse at any second, and shuffled step by step over to Zhou Fan. They discovered that he had passed out—fainted while still standing!
