C1383 There Was No Distortion at All

Then, blood dripped from his fist.

From this, it could be seen how ruthless his punch was.

However, there was no pain on his face. It was as if he wasn't in pain at all.

Mu Qingrou's heart ached. "Tomorrow, are you alright?" She took his hand, not wanting him to smash it again.

She understood that his reaction was all because of her, that he was angry