Suddenly, the Masked Man extended his right hand and, with lightning speed, tightly gripped the sharp, cold dagger flashing in Princess Miaoren's hand! In an instant, blood gushed from his palm, staining his sleeve and dripping onto the ground to form a shocking puddle of blood.
Astonishingly, the Masked Man seemed not to feel the slightest pain. His face was concealed by his mask, making his expression unreadable, but his firm and resolute movements showed that such an injury meant nothing to him at all.
Immediately afterward, he lunged forward, opening his arms wide like a beast protecting its young, and pulled Princess Miaoren tightly into his embrace. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them fell silent, with only the beating of their hearts and their breathing intertwined.
Chapter 158