Ning Rongrong did not brush away that hand. She merely planted her hands on her hips and turned her head aside. "Hmph!"
Lin Hai did not give her the chance to make a fuss over it. Taking her hand, he led her away.
"Come on, let's catch up!"
The young girl did not struggle either. Pretty big brother was obviously in high demand. If she acted too willfully, she would only be pushing him toward someone else.
Once he understood how good she was, she would settle today's score with him!
After taking a few steps, Lin Hai slowed down, feeling as though he had forgotten something...
"Hey! Does nobody see me?!"
Zhao Wuji lay in the pit, staring blankly up at the sky.
He had lost again... In that moment, he desperately wished Xiao Wu would simply bury him, or that everyone would leave and forget him completely.
Then he heard Dai Mubai's footsteps drawing closer. That damn bastard...
Rather than letting him carry him out of the pit, he might as well expose himself while Lin Hai was still here.
Given that kid's temperament, he should give him a way out.
Broad-shouldered, impulsive, and battle-hungry—that was Zhao Wuji in his usual state. Under a "face crisis," Zhao Wuji's mind was exceptionally clear.
Hearing his shout, the others ran over and saw Zhao Wuji in the pit.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had not undergone "professional training," so they could not help laughing out loud.
Lin Hai was an old hand at dealing with people. He quickly pinched both girls, and his fifth spirit ring flashed as a gentle white light fell over Zhao Wuji.
Within a few breaths, the swelling on his face subsided, and the searing pain in his lower back vanished. Zhao Wuji immediately felt like