Killing the Heart with Words

Fortunately, Hong Xian did not want Du Changkong's life. She had been holding back all this time. When she saw that he couldn't get up anymore, she viciously spat at him.

"Nice one, Hong Xian." Several people cheered for Hong Xian and gathered around her.

The rest dispersed when they saw the show had ended.

Du Changkong's injuries weren't really serious. He merely suffered from some minor injuries. Furthermore, since his strength had been diminished, he couldn't pick himself up for the time being.

When Ren Baqian saw the way Du Changkong lay on the ground, he sighed deeply. He stepped forward to see how was his pig-ignorant teammate doing.

"Are you able to stand up?" Ren Baqian squatted down beside Du Changkong and asked.