C153 Talisman Armament

Drip, drip...

Bai Xiang lay in a pool of blood, his eyes open but devoid of life. He was as dead as one could be. Despite both being elite students at Flowing Cloud Academy, Qiao Gao felt no pity for Bai Xiang. His gaze was resolute—Bai Xiang had tried to kill him multiple times.

Qiao Gao simply returned the favor.

"Let's see if he has any valuables on him," Qiao Gao murmured