Thud—
The door was flung open, startling Chuu Wu. He saw Sang Meng stagger in and immediately he stood up.
"Sang Meng, what happened to you?"
Sang Meng collapsed at the doorstep, her black wings suddenly appearing with a swish.
There were several wounds on the wings, now bleeding profusely.
"What... what happened to you?" Chuu Wu hurried to close the door, "Who did this to you?"
In Chuu Wu's memory, Sang Meng was very powerful.
Sang Meng's face was pale, "Chu... Chuzheng."
"How... how is that possible?" It wasn't that Chuu Wu didn't believe her, but in his memory, that Guardian Angel wasn't as powerful as Sang Meng.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up having her wings cut off in the end.
Sang Meng said, "She suddenly became very powerful."
Chuu Wu pressed, "Didn't you say that losing wings meant losing everything?"
How could she have become powerful?
She became powerful...
Could she be seeking revenge on him?
Thinking of this, Chuu Wu's heart grew even more anxious.