Even the voice was soothing to the soul, lifting Ye Chenfeng's spirits instantly.
"No, you're bleeding; we must get to a hospital so I can be at ease!" Ye Chenfeng stated emphatically, not willing to let go of a fitting opportunity that had come with great difficulty.
It was really a stroke of luck; not only had he found an image spokesperson for Chu Qingxue, but he also found the fresh blood that could fill the Holy Grail.
Ye Chenfeng didn't think finding this girl was melodramatic; it was all destined.
The Holy Grail, a defiance of nature, had indeed gathered a lot of telekinesis, and the girl was recognized by the Holy Grail, coincidentally aligning with Ye Chenfeng's interests.
Thus, it's said that things are determined by fate, and this was definitely not by chance.
"What are you doing?" When Ye Chenfeng tried to pull the girl, a tall girl stood in front of him.