Ron had not forgotten what happened when someone went closer out of concern, only to be shot with a poison dart. He had made up his mind: no matter what his friend said, he would not risk his life to check on an enemy's health.
"I... I know what Salasha is like. She's kind, gentle, considerate, and wise. That shot just now definitely wasn't what she wanted."
"Harry, this might not be the right thing to say, but it's what I honestly think. Suppose you'd dodged that poison dart. When Luo Bin fought Salasha, knowing you, you'd probably have joined in."
"But have you thought about this? Every attack Salasha made was aimed at Luo Bin's vital points. If your interference had caused... you'd regret it for the rest of your life!"
"No, she wouldn't! Salasha wouldn't hurt a fellow student!"
Seeing how stubborn his friend was, Ron stopped trying to persuade him.
Meanwhile, Luo Bin summoned a very, very long Thorn Rope and bound Salasha tightly. The more she struggled, the weaker she became. Struggle, weaken, struggle again, weaken again...
After three such cycles, she figured out the pattern and glared viciously at Luo Bin with bulging eyes.
"Glare all you want. Your eyes won't turn into knives and stab through me!"
Luo Bin leaned against a Stone Pillar and spoke with easy composure. His obsidian-dark eyes, however, remained fixed on the shadows beside the pool. He had a feeling that the true predator lurking behind this struggle would soon make a grand entrance.
Tap, tap! Tap, tap, tap! Tap, tap!
Sure enough, just as Luo Bin had expected, footsteps splashed beside the pool again. As they watched, a beautiful girl in a Pale Pink Floral Dress tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. With a gentle