C412 Powerless

The sunlight was still as beautiful as ever, but when it entered through the window, a terrifying atmosphere instantly arose.

Guan Qingqing's hair was unkempt. This was the result of rubbing her hands together in an anxious situation. Her hair was sticking up like a pile of weeds.

Her eyes were burning, and it was obvious that she had stayed up all night.

Until now