Xiong Wuyue has purple marks on her face. There were a lot of scratches in her body. Some were red and it looked like it going to bleed. Xiong Wuyue's enemy was merciless. By the look of those injuries, it seems that the enemy targeted those places multiple times.
Linfeng couldn't believe that the only person that could be Xiong Wuyue's enemy was his aloof and sweet Young Miss.
A tug on his shirt caught his attention.
It was Xiong Zhi who had a disapproval expression on her face.
"You are staring too much."
'Ugh.' Linfeng suddenly remembered that he was looking straight at XiongWuyue's exposed purple body.
"Linfeng..." Xiong Wuyue called out to him. Not wanting to lose on Xiong Zhi.
Linfeng felt a headache was coming in. Maybe he shouldn't have come here. Since it seems like his young miss would not going to lose he should have turned a blind eye and left.
'Ugh. This would be a headache.'
