Xiao Wu wore a blank expression, her delicate face resembling a cold mask. Beneath her seemingly calm exterior, however, a turbulent sea raged. Her eyes were hollow and lifeless, yet deep within them, a storm seemed to be brewing.
With movements that were both gentle and resolute, she handed the unconscious Tang San to Dai Mubai beside her. Her hands trembled slightly, yet they still held Tang San steady, as if he were the most precious treasure in her world. The moment she passed Tang San into Dai Mubai's hands, her lips quivered slightly as though she wanted to say something, but in the end, she merely pressed them into a tight line.
Then, she turned without the slightest hesitation, her posture resolute and devoid of any lingering attachment. She walked toward Golden Crocodile Douluo, every step steady and powerful, making the ground beneath her feet seem to tremble slightly. Her pace was neither hurried nor slow, and every step carried a tremendous weight, conveying her unyielding determination. At that moment, her slender back appeared immensely tall, as if she could prop up the heavens.
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