"What kind of trick is this?" Fang Duobing frowned.
"Shaocheng! What's wrong?" Startled by the sudden turn of events, A-Qin anxiously reached out to check Jiang Shaocheng's pulse, only for Jiang Shaocheng to seize her hand in a tight grip.
"A-Qin, I feel so awful..." Jiang Shaocheng clutched A-Qin's hand as dark blood welled up continuously from the corners of his mouth, staining his white robes a glaring, harsh red.
Chapter 104