"That might not be the case." The ever-optimistic Bai Qi quickly found a silver lining. "He's never made a move on us, which probably means he doesn't know how unlucky we are—that our Mana is down to just ten percent and that our Magic Artifacts are still missing. This is a case of a flimsy reed versus a wolf—both sides are terrified. Besides, what if he just stumbled upon that advanced Spell by accident? Maybe his actual skills aren't all that great. After all, he got hurt by that lustful ghost too, and it looked pretty serious."
Xin Huohuo quickly lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions.
Bei Mingyuan had been injured for her sake. Any normal person would be affected. 'Otherwise, what kind of person would that make me?'
But with a guilty conscience, she felt exposed. In reality, everyone else was focused on the discussion and hadn't noticed her at all.
