Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You used the Withering Style again?!” Lian Chengxue looked at Han Zhao’s white hair and felt her heart ache. Compared to Han Zhao’s shocking battle results of killing Kong Yi, she was more concerned about Han Zhao’s body.
“It’s fine. I’ll be fine after resting in seclusion. If anyone cos to visit in two days, help reject them.” Han Zhao smiled and walked to his room.
“Okay, I won’t let anyone disturb you.”
Lian Chengxue’s voice ca from behind.
Han Zhao returned to his room and closed the door tightly.
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