Nearby, the young girl quietly watched Brother Wuji's cowardly display, her pretty face devoid of any expression, though she would occasionally steal glances at Lin Hao.
The piece of waste material was quickly cut into two halves by Brother Wuji, and until this moment, still no one had come to rescue him.
Burning with anxiety, Brother Wuji had no choice but to pick up the cut pieces of waste from the table with trembling hands, his face a mask of despair.
Chapter 212