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Li Xueyue was shocked at his appearance. There were dots of red splattered across his face. His hands were pink from bloodstain. The white parts of his black outfit were stained with blood as well. 

She instantly rose to her knees. Without warning, she yanked him towards her. "Is this your blood?" she asked, horrified at the thought of him getting hurt. 

Li Xueyue shakily reached a hand out to touch his face. Instantly, he captured her hand. He gripped it tightly, as a haunting look crossed his sharp features.

"Are you scared, Sunshine?" he cooed in an eerie voice. It was a balance of deceitful tranquility.

Anger simmered in his eyes. His lips were curled into a slight sneer.

"Of course, I'm scared!" Li Xueyue exasperated. She pushed his hand away and gripped his jaw. With force, she turned it to the left, then the right, and centered it again.

"Are you hurt?" Li Xueyue worriedly said. "Why is there so much blood—"

"It's not mine."