The moment An Mo saw Su Qinglan's pale face turning even whiter, his own expression finally changed completely.
Sweat was already sliding down her forehead nonstop, her lips had lost all color, and even her breathing had become uneven because of the pain coming from the beast marks on her body.
The marks on her skin were glowing faintly one after another, especially Xuan Long's and Shi Feng's marks, which looked unstable to the point it made one's heart tighten just by looking at them.
An Mo's fingers immediately tightened around her shoulders as he pulled her closer into his embrace, trying to support her trembling body. His usually calm golden eyes were now filled with darkness and fury.
He had already guessed that something terrible had happened after hearing Rong Yanchen's words earlier, but now, seeing Su Qinglan's reaction personally, he finally understood the seriousness of the situation.
Something truly disastrous had happened in Dragon Beast City.
