Dai Mubai had not lasted even the time it took to drink a cup of tea under the combined attacks of the three. His Soul Power was quickly exhausted, and he was beaten until his face was swollen and bruised before passing out.
Before closing his eyes, he saw Zhu Zhuqing's indifferent expression. He secretly cursed her in his heart, then unwillingly shut his eyes.
"Phew—this feels great."
Oscar wiped the sweat from his head. Although he had played a supporting role throughout, the situation was different this time. At least half the fist marks on Dai Mubai's face had been left by him. That feeling was intoxicating, body and soul.
Looking at Dai Mubai lying on the ground, the group had no idea what to do. Should they call Ye Lingling to heal him, then beat him up again? Or should they leave him here in the wilderness, where he might be hacked to death or carried off by a passing wild wolf?
Although they despised his actions, he was still Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé and the Third Prince of Star Luo. They could say they were not afraid of his revenge.
But no one was foolish enough to completely offend the Star Luo Imperial Family. After all, beating someone up and killing them were two very different things.
The group turned their eyes toward the silent Zhu Zhuqing, wanting to see what she thought.
Zhu Zhuqing was also in a difficult position. She had already become completely disappointed in Dai Mubai, and, speaking impartially, she did not want to care about him. However, Dugu Chen and the others had risked offending the Star Luo Imperial Family for her and beaten him up.
I can't make things difficult for them! Yet she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Dugu Chen saw her