oking at Rong Jing. She was about to berate and glare at him when she noticed sweat breaking out on his forehead and his complexion was even paler than before; he seemed genuinely ill. Frowning, she t... behind him and saw that Rong Jing had appeared there without them noticing. His jade-white brocade handkerchief’s sleeve was cut, lying on the ground covered with a myriad of needles. Clearly, it was...