"You..."
Yue Xiaofei trembled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead!
He wanted to blow this beast's head apart with a single punch!
But he couldn't!
Reason told him he couldn't-not yet!
"Xiaofei, calm down!"
Below the platform, Zhao Mengsheng let out a deafening shout!
"Don't let him get into your head! He's deliberately provoking you!"
Zhao Mengsheng's voice was like a bucket of cold water, pulling Yue Xiaofei back from the brink of losing his reason.
That was right!
The more dire things became, the more he needed to stay calm!
Yue Xiaofei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming killing intent in his heart.
He stopped paying attention to [Angel], who was barking beside him like a rabid dog.
Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Ning Hongye in his arms, his eyes full of worry and urgency.
"Are... are you all right?"
His voice grew incredibly gentle, as though he feared disturbing the porcelain doll in his arms, who seemed ready to shatter at any moment.
Ning Hongye did not answer immediately.
She simply rested quietly against Yue Xiaofei's chest, listening to his heartbeat, which was weak yet unusually powerful.
Her face, pale as paper, still wore that same cold, indifferent expression.
It was as though she wasn't the one who had been injured.
A long time passed.
Only then did Ning Hongye slowly raise her head, her empty eyes quietly regarding Yue Xiaofei's worry-stricken face.
Then, in a weak yet calm voice that only the two of them could hear, she said softly, "He's... right."
Boom!
Those few simple words instantly left Yue Xiaofei's mind completely blank!
Could it be...
"Every time I use Illuminating All Things, it places an enormous strain on my body."
Ning Hongye's voice remained as cold as ever, without