At this moment, Chan Jing across from them had resumed her pitifully charming expression. Her eyes were fixed on Dragon War on the Dueling Platform, a faint smile playing on her lips. Perhaps sensing Fan Hong's gaze, she met it. This time, Chan Jing didn't look away, and the guilt in her eyes had faded even further.
The rational part of her mind was probably even more relieved. If she had stayed with Fan Hong, she might have been the one being bullied today. With her beauty, she would have had to find someone new sooner or later anyway.
Seeing Chan Jing look at him like a stranger, Fan Hong felt his heart stop.
BOOM...
On the Dueling Platform, Wang Meng was blasted away again. The roar woke Fan Hong from his stupor. His heart started beating again, and sound returned to his ears. Chan Jing's eyes held an unfamiliar excitement.
"Not bad, kid. You're pretty durable. How many more hits can you take?"
