"You..." She hesitated for a moment before softly and cautiously asking, "What's wrong with you physically?"
Philip Shaw gradually recovered from his manic emotions, lifted his eyelashes, and looked deeply at Aldana Candi before saying in a calm voice, "It's nothing."
He casually wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth with his fingers, the taste of blood surging in his throat, but his emotions had gradually calmed down.
If that's the case, then this trip is just a joke, and the things he can't utter no longer need to be said.
