Ayin watched helplessly as Bai Ze stood in front of her, blocking the attack of the Taotie for her.
The boy's seemingly thin body lay helplessly on the ground, with a glaring red stain spread across the snow-white chest.
She felt a fire burning in her heart.
The Taotie disdainfully glanced at the fallen Bai Ze, then maliciously set its sights on Ayin.
"For such a weak little plant, is it worth your effort to protect it?" Taotie sneered, reaching out to grab Ayin.
Ayin felt as though her thoughts were no longer her own; she merely stared fixedly at Taotie, her voice icy: "You deserve to die!"
Taotie reacted as if he had heard the biggest joke of his life: "Look at what I've heard? I deserve to die? From you, little grass?"
Ayin felt as if a fire was burning inside her, with heat flowing through all parts of her body, desperately seeking an outlet.
She directed her gaze toward the Taotie opposite.
Perfect, it was this guy.
He deserved to die.
