"Ma Lie, I'll fucking kill you!"
A roar like a clap of thunder echoed through the void.
A figure like a dark golden sun soared through the air, his speed rivaling a falling star.
"Who?"
Ma Lie shuddered, and the refined salt in his hands spilled out.
"Ugh..."
Most of the refined salt poured onto Little Chenxi. As the white, sand-like grains touched her wounds, they instantly dissolved and seeped inside.
As everyone knows.
When refined salt enters a wound, it causes an excruciating, stinging pain.
The pain was worse than having one's nerves ripped out, an absolutely terrifying sting that made tears stream down Little Chenxi's face.
But she bit her lip hard, refusing to let herself scream.
Because she had already recognized the newcomer's voice.
Little Chenxi didn't want her screams to distract Hong Yu. She endured the searing agony of the salt in her wounds, her whole body convulsing and trembling.
The little one had only been born a few months ago!
