"Fool!"
Just as Fang Xiaocao was drowning in despair, an angry roar pierced the air. The overwhelming hopelessness had forced her to shut her eyes, but now she snapped them open in shock, turning toward the source of the voice.
She saw Unhappy, his arm hanging limp and broken, charging forward from the side.
With incredible force, he slammed his head into the Suture Monster.
Unhappy moved so quickly that an afterimage trailed behind him. The Suture Monster barely had time to react—it turned slightly, but Unhappy's momentum sent it staggering backward, its feet stumbling uncontrollably as it retreated.
"Unhappy!"
Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaocao felt a surge of joy and relief.
She seized the moment and began her attack.
She couldn't let Unhappy's self-sacrifice be in vain.
She had to succeed in her strike and destroy the bastard who dared bully her.
Her people were hers alone to protect or reprimand—no one else had the right!
