The Huo Wu Who Frightened Tang San

Listening to Xiao Wu's slightly slurred words and looking at her miserable state, Tang San's heart bled. He was filled with guilt and heartache:

"Xiao Wu, don't worry. I'll avenge you right now. She dared hurt you—I won't let her off easily."

As he spoke, Tang San wiped the blood seeping from the corner of Xiao Wu's mouth, then prepared to get up and settle the score with Huo Wu.

But Xiao Wu grabbed him at that moment:

"Wait, Xiao San. Help me up. I'm going too."

Tang San hesitated briefly before finally nodding:

"Alright. We'll go together."

To be honest, he did not want Xiao Wu to risk herself again. But clearly, he could not persuade her otherwise. If he did not let her vent the anger in her heart, she would definitely refuse to let it go.

Besides, Xiao Wu's injuries were not as serious as they looked. Her face was just a little swollen.

"Huo Wu, was it? You went too far."

After comforting Xiao Wu and helping her to her feet, Tang San slowly turned around to look at Huo Wu, who stood proudly where she was. He appeared calm on the surface, but his dark eyes had become incomparably deep, as though devoid of all emotion.

Clearly, the four words "Way of Seeking Death" had already surfaced in his heart.

"Too far?"

Huo Wu immediately laughed when she heard that.

"What a joke. She attacked me first. I merely fought back. Is that going too far?"

As she spoke, Huo Wu's smile abruptly faded, and she looked coldly at Tang San.

"What, she's allowed to hit me, but I'm not allowed to beat her up?"

Tang San was momentarily speechless, but his dark, ordinary face instantly sank, rage and killing intent clearly visible in his