C1352 As Expected of My Dearest Little Cottonpadded Jacket!

Gazing upon the smoke-veiled ruins before them, everyone present was left speechless, each person sinking into a profound self-doubt.

What if that sword strike had been meant for me...

Qiu Niang's gaze was fixed on Shi Xiaolong's right hand, the one that had wielded the sword. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, a cold sweat drenched her back, and she slumped to the ground