If he had been even one second late, Maud, who had been on the brink of danger, might very well have lost his life.
Although he had made it in time at the last moment, Luo still harbored resentment toward Sunny and Philo.
He made no attempt to hide his emotions. His face was filled with displeasure as he vented his anger at Philo and Sunny without the slightest restraint.
"I, I..."
Philo knew that arriving one step late had caused Maud to fall into such a dangerous situation.
She was so anxious that she stammered, and before she could say anything, tears had already begun to flow.
"Why are you crying? Hurry over here and help!"
Luo's gaze was cold as a blade, as if he wanted to cut Philo's body into a thousand pieces.
That was precisely why Perona often called Luo an iron man.
"I'm, I'm coming..."
Frightened by Luo's gaze, Philo had no time to wipe away her tears. She hurried over to Maud and took various bottles of medicine from her shoulder bag.
Perhaps because she was too flustered, she accidentally dropped several medicine jars.
Seeing this, Philo hurriedly knelt down and gathered the jars from the ground.
Luo glanced at Philo, who was scrambling around in confusion, and wished he could conjure a Crow Mask out of thin air and clamp it onto her face.
Sunny also came over and knelt beside Maud.
"Maud, I'm sorry..."
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with deep worry as she looked at Maud, whose whole body was covered in blood.
She wanted to reach out and touch Maud, but she was afraid of brushing against his wounds, so she instinctively pulled her hand back.
Maud's condition was truly miserable. The skin exposed to the air was