While PD Xu Cui had returned his attention to the children, the two alphas supporting Gu Chengze remained deep in the forest, walking without any clear direction.
They both knew they ought to get him proper help soon. After the words he had spoken, however, neither of them felt particularly motivated to hurry.
Qin Yuran glanced sideways at the man slumped between them. Gu Chengze had finally lost consciousness. Blood still trickled slowly from his nose and the corner of his mouth, staining the front of his once-immaculate clothes.
The usual cold arrogance and indifferent superiority were nowhere to be found; only a bruised, pathetic figure remained. His weight hung heavily between them, each step requiring a small, shared adjustment of grip.
She pressed her lips together and looked away, fighting the urge to laugh. Deserve, she thought with quiet satisfaction. The memory of Su Wanyan's expression still sat vividly behind her eyes.
