"Lu Xiaoyou is really pitiful," Helian Shan sighed.
She had always been concerned about the existence of Lu Xiaoyou. On Rhode Island, when Helian Shan witnessed Lu Xiaoyou's official appearance with her own eyes, she was shocked.
She never imagined that there could be such a woman in this world.
Lu Xiaoyou was a person with the courage and skills of an assassin, possessing a captivating beauty that could make her stand out in the entertainment industry full of stunning women. Her aura and personality were unique.
In front of such a woman, Helian Shan felt her own paleness. Despite receiving over ten years of elite education, standing next to Lu Xiaoyou, she seemed dimmed.
And now, upon hearing that Lu Xiaoyou was disfigured, her face, which was no less than Long Xingkui's, was corroded by acid.
Helian Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Great, she no longer had to worry about Lu Xiaoyou entangling ambiguously with Long Xiliang in the future.
