C79 He Vented His Anger
Filled with anticipation, Xuan Bing was on the verge of awakening.
Yet, she remained with her eyes closed, her body indistinguishable from that of a healthy person, but still, she did not stir from her slumber.
Yang Xiu meticulously inspected Xuan Bing's body, only to discover that the wound on her middle finger was continuously emitting a stream of cold air
