Mia glanced at the wounds caused by the hits of the whip. A flash of red flickered in her hazel eyes. She closed her eyes for a few seconds before she opened them.
Looking at the glaring cuts on his back where his flesh was peeking out, she felt like going back to Han Sheng right now and shredding him to pieces. Since he was not Han Jian Yu's biological father, that made everything easier.
When she was looking into Han Sheng's memories, she did see something like a fire but she did not pay much attention to it at that time. Little did she know that that was the beginning of all incidents.
And somewhere, she blamed herself for everything that happened. If she had been careful, then nothing like this would have happened.
Her ears flopped at the thought and she quietly grazed her paw on Han Jian Yu's back.
Hearing him inhaling a deep breath, she paused for a moment before slowly gliding it on his wounds.
