His tone was very calm, but Xia Wan’an sohow sensed a touch of tension and humility from it.
Even though he was the exalted Han Jingnian...
Xia Wan’an’s heart felt as if it had been fiercely struck, giving rise to strands of pain.
Looking at the silent girl, Han Jingnian did not speak either, or rather, he had a lot to say to her, but for the mont, he couldn’t sort out his thoughts and didn’t know where to start.
The two were silent for a while, and Han Jingnian moved his lips again, but this ti he only called out "An’an". Xia Wan’an suddenly looked tense and voiced out behind him: "Chen Qingtian, Chen Qingtian she..."
Han Jingnian instinctively stood in front of Xia Wan’an and turned his head sharply.
Only to see Chen Qingtian, who was originally limp on the ground and unable to get up, slowly standing up and showing a sinister smile to both Han Jingnian and Xia Wan’an: "Han Jingnian, do you think you really defeated ?"
As Chen Qingtian spoke, she raised a bottle of dicine and shook it at both Han Jingnian and Xia Wan’an: "You should be familiar with this dicine."
"Regrettably, when you appeared and focused all your attention on Xia Wan’an, I had already quietly taken this dicine, and now... the effects are just about right."
Xia Wan’an did not recognize that dicine bottle, but Han Jingnian knew it well... It was developed by his second brother, Xie Lin had one, but it was stolen by Zhang Cheng and taken to Thailand.
That pill enabled Chen Qingtian to temporarily forget her physical pain and beco numb to pain... Simply put, it turned her into a cruel, numb killing machine.
Seeing that Han Jingnian’s expression had beco sowhat solemn, Xia Wan’an also began to worry and subconsciously clutched at the hem of Han Jingnian’s clothes: "Han Jingnian?"
Han Jingnian turned his head and reassured Xia Wan’an: "It’s okay."
Pausing, he felt the girl’s grip on his clothes not loosening in the slightest, and then he added: "Zhang Cheng and Xie Lin should be almost here."
Hearing this, Xia Wan’an felt sowhat settled, like taking a reassurance pill, but her hand still clutched Han Jingnian’s clothes.
Han Jingnian covered Xia Wan’an’s hand, holding his garnt: "Don’t worry, we won’t be separated again."
Only then did Xia Wan’an slowly loosen her grip on his fingers, then silently squeezed Han Jingnian’s fingers before completely letting go.
Chen Qingtian, now standing again, was stronger than before.
Xia Wan’an, observing this, was terrified and imnsely anxious.
While Han Jingnian and Chen Qingtian were fiercely fighting, and Xia Wan’an was wondering why Zhang Te and Xie Lin had not arrived yet, Chen Qingtian suddenly leaped a half step away, standing beside her, and grasped her neck, "Han Jingnian, you’ve been duped..."
"Did you really think I wanted to fight you again? You’re wrong; I just wanted to deceive you into fighting so I could break free and take control of her..."
As Chen Qingtian spoke, she tightened her grip on Xia Wan’an’s neck and retreated toward the cliff edge: "Han Jingnian, I must say, you are ruthless and deeply cunning, even faking death was a trick you could play. Sadly, your vulnerability is too obvious, you are dood to be defeated by this woman in my hands, aren’t you?"
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