To Seek Justice

He turned around and looked at Kong Shishuang beside him.

Kong Shishuang, who had always had a bad temper, was now biting her lips tightly. Her jade-like hands were also tightly grasping the withered grass.

Perhaps it was because the grass was too sharp, or perhaps it was because Kong Shishuang's hand hadn't experienced any hardships and was still young, or maybe it was because Kong Shishuang's hand was covered in blood, and was following the grass's roots.

Kong Shishuang's eyes were filled with tears.

How could it not be the same?

No matter how much they tried to deceive themselves, they understood most of it by now.

Kong Shishuang stood up, picked up the sword by her side, and was about to go down to fight with the laughing men, but thankfully she was held back by the cold wind and placed her on the Xiaoli. Seeing that, the Xiaoli immediately carried the two of them and ran to the other side.