The blood on the hem of her skirt made it obvious that A Jing's leg was truly injured.
"Damn soul beast!"
Tang Hao cursed angrily and carefully set A Jing down.
"A Jing, I'll carry you on my back."
A Jing's little face immediately flushed red as she looked at Tang Hao shyly.
Tang Hao was somewhat embarrassed as well, his voice stammering. "I... I just saw that your leg was injured, so it isn't convenient for you."
Tang Xiao watched the scene with great satisfaction and explained, "A Jing, my brother means well. If you mind, we can make you a wheelchair and take you along. How about it?"
"N-No!"
"I... I'm willing. Thank you, Brother."
A Jing's flushed cheeks displayed her bashfulness to perfection, making her look like a delicate girl from a humble family...
She had taken the green tea act to its very limits—playing hard to get while seeming reluctant yet welcoming.
It seemed this girl had truly fallen in love with Hao at first sight.
Beautiful, gentle in temperament, with eyes only for Hao.
Even now, she had not properly looked at him even once. Hao really was lucky.
Still, Tang Xiao remained cautious. He needed to investigate this woman and see whether she was truly innocent.
He was not like Tang Hao, who only knew how to smash things with a hammer. Sometimes, one still had to use one's brain.
He was also worried that this "girl" had been sent by some other faction, so he kept his guard up.
But for now, it seemed he might have been overthinking things.
What faction could possibly hire a soul beast close to a hundred thousand year in age to hunt down a Level 50 Soul Master? That was far too extravagant. With such resources, they