Ou Bai staggered from the blow, unable to react in time, and collapsed straight onto the gangway.
His hands were tied, and the position in which he fell was both pathetic and ridiculous.
Liuyun and Luoyu wanted to step forward and help him up, but catching sight of Li Qiao's indifferent expression, they discarded the thought.
It's better not to provoke Miss Li when she's in a towering rage.
Qiu Huan hadn't expected Li Qiao to suddenly lash out either. On his way back, he had heard about the reason for Li San's injury. This time... Ou Bai had indeed gone too far.
Li Qiao radiated a solitary, murderous aura, her slender figure blocking the cabin door.
Holding a brocade box in one hand, her grip kept tightening until the box, unable to bear the pressure, was slowly deformed.
For a time, no one spoke.
At that moment, Li Qiao's eyes were pitch black, like the darkest night, oppressively stifling.