Under Tang San's embarrassed gaze, Xiao Wu brought the Lovesick Heartbreak Red in front of her.
She stared blankly at the enchanting, bloodstained peony before her, the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, then glanced at the foolish-looking Tang San.
Her look made Tang San's hair stand on end. He had always treated Xiao Wu as his own little sister and currently had no romantic feelings for her; he simply doted on her.
Circulating the Soul Power within her body to stir her blood, Xiao Wu parted her cherry lips and spat a mouthful of blood onto the petals.
As she spat out that mouthful of blood, Xiao Wu thought of Tang San tucking her in every day at Nuoding Academy. She also remembered him coming to the Three-Bedroom Apartment every morning to take her and Zhu Zhuqing to school, eating lovingly prepared breakfasts every day, and basking in Tang San's affection.
But when she finally remembered that Tang San's father was a Titled Douluo, the last red Soul Ring she had seen that day made her heart bleed.
Her heart trembled as she imagined herself becoming a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, just like her mother.
The petal on the Lovesick Heartbreak Red trembled, swaying faster and faster. Just as it seemed about to fall, it suddenly stopped moving.
Tang San shook his head and watched the blood on the petal slide down to the ground. He sighed, for Xiao Wu had failed. In truth, he had never expected anyone present to succeed.
He had intended for Zhu Zhuqing to keep it with her in the first place. After all, it was a divine-grade immortal herb, far superior to the other immortal-grade herbs. Sooner or later, Zhu Zhuqing would find the man meant for her, and she would have a chance to