Yán Bǎolíng's gaze fell upon the severed limb on the ground, and for a moment, she seemed to lose all her thoughts. Shock and fear intertwined across her face. Slowly, she raised her head, her eyes filled with accusation.
"What did you do to him?" she asked, her voice trembling with thinly veiled anxiety.
Lěng Yè stood there, his tone calm to the point of indifference. "He tried to harm us, so I had no choice but to act. Fortunately, he got away, though not unscathed."
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