One second later.
Instantly, flames roared.
The dark mass emitted a sharp, piercing scream.
It seemed as if something was struggling to come out.
But in the end, it was all burned to ashes by Little Red's small flame.
The screams from the dark mass gradually weakened.
Finally, it burned to nothing.
Beside it, Jifei coughed.
Burning with anger, a mouthful of fresh blood was spat out.
Jifei struggled to stand up from the ground.
She sneered.
"God, what a skillful hand."
Su Yan's eyelids drooped as she gently pursed her lips, her face impatient.
Even wearing hospital scrubs, she could not hide the restless aura emanating from her.
Jifei's fingers brushed over the piano keys.
They fell heavily.
Emitting a jarring piano sound.
Jifei spoke each word as if spitting poison,
"Jifei wishes God good luck next time, just like now.
I hope when we meet again, you'll still be as spirited."
Su Yan lifted her eyelids,
"Next time we meet?"
She impatiently tugged at her collar.
