"Junior Brother, are you okay?"
Zhao Fujin quickly rushed over, supporting Chen Mo to check his condition. Although she was still pouting and hadn't forgiven him, nothing mattered more than his safety.
"I'm fine." Chen Mo shook his head, though his muscles were a bit sore from the crushing pressure earlier.
His face was ashen. If it weren't for Sister Yiren's timely intervention, he would have been thoroughly embarrassed just then.
He calmed his emotions and looked at Zhao Qianyi and Jiang Ruoqing, asking if they had been affected.
The girls shook their heads, and Jiang Ruoqing said, "I felt like I was in endless darkness just now, and no matter how I ran, I couldn't escape it until the darkness vanished. Only then did I find myself lying on the ground, unconscious..."
Jiang Ruoqing was frightened by the scene from earlier.
"It's all my fault, because of me, I almost implicated Junior Brother." Zhao Fujin's eyes reddened with guilt.
