Maybe it was a blur, he rubbed his eyes, feeling like his body could collapse at any moment, the blood on his hands was still flowing.
When he took another look, he saw it was still Qiao Yaoran, and said, "Why are you here?"
"Are you trying to tear this place apart?"
Han Zidong looked at the man in front of him, it was all because of him that he was in so much pain now, yet he couldn't deal with him, unsure of what to do for a moment.
But his gaze followed Qiao Yaoran and saw Su Tian, his lips curled slightly, and he walked towards her:
"Tiantian, are you here to see me?"
With just one step, Qiao Yaoran went up and kicked him hard, sending him flying a great distance.
Su Tian and Ye Xiaojing were both horrified.
Han Zidong... was he alright.
Han Zidong was indeed in pain, trying to sit up, but all the strength had left his body, ultimately, he lay on the ground.
Su Tian and Ye Xiaojing exchanged a glance, he... could he be dead.
