Tang Huai's eyes were very sharp. When she saw Xiaoqiao faint, she knew the other had lost too much blood.
If the bleeding continued, her blood would run dry before she knew it, and she'd have a conversation with the King of Hell.
But Tang Huai was not easily bullied and bore grudges. Even if she could stop the bleeding, she wouldn't step forward to help Xiaoqiao.
Xiaoqiao was someone who wanted to pursue her with a knife, heal her, so she could continue the chase?
If one doesn't protect themselves, heaven and earth would destroy them. Would she rescue Xiaoqiao now? Had she lost her mind?
She pretended to tremble as she stood there, her face marked with shock, and her eyes filled with deep fear.
After hearing Zhang Jintao's words, everyone cautiously approached, taking three steps then stopping.
Seeing Xiaoqiao's breath growing weaker, someone spoke up: "The wound on her neck is quite deep. How did it happen?"
