Wu Ming...
Baili Xia's heart trembled; Wu Ming actually saved her at the critical moment.
It felt as if a surge of strength suddenly arose in her; Wu Ming didn't give up, so she couldn't either.
Seeing the man in black momentarily stunned, she swung her knife at him.
The man in black reacted, but it was too late to dodge.
He had no choice but to raise his arm to block, and the dagger carved a deep gash in his arm.
The man in black stared behind Baili Xia, harshly asking, "Who's there?"
Another man in black walked over, standing next to him.
Wu Ming slowly emerged from the shadows, coming to Baili Xia's side.
He forced himself to appear normal.
But the bloodstains on his body, the pallor of his face, made it obvious he was seriously injured.
"Girl, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just a minor skin injury." To avoid worrying him, Baili Xia quickly replied.
However, seeing Wu Ming, the bandaged wound started bleeding again from the movement, and her heart ached.
