"How could this be..."
Mu Yunqing struggled to look down. A large, claw-like hand had brutally pierced through his chest.
In its palm, a still-beating heart was tightly grasped.
The tearing pain swiftly assaulted him.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The heart continued to beat stubbornly.
Mu Yunqing's adrenaline surged, his eyes trembling violently.
"No... don't..."
Mu Yunqing slowly turned his head, fear etched in his eyes.
He was afraid.
"Mu, next time, watch your back."
Wen Zhixing's face held a faint smile. Then, without hesitation, he viciously clenched his hand.
Under Mu Yunqing's horrified gaze, the robust and powerful heart was instantaneously crushed into a mist of blood.
BANG!
It was as if a sea of blood blossoms erupted before everyone's eyes.
Mu Yunqing only felt specks of fresh red splatter onto his cheeks.
The warm touch left his eyes glazed with bewilderment.
"Well done!"
Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue were overjoyed at the sight.
