He casually released his grip, placing Alisa gently on the ground. With a calm expression, he wiped down his long spear while battling a storm of turbulent thoughts within, holding an internal dialogue with himself.
No one knew what he had said.
Only Alisa, caught between resentment, shame, and anger, watched as Zhao Wujiang slumped to the ground as if all his energy had been drained, trying to pull herself into an embrace and weep to herself. Then, with a hardened expression, Zhao Wujiang rose to his feet once more.
Chapter 399