After seeing Stanley Batton's eyes, Xyla Quest felt all the weakness in her heart spilling out...

When she first saw Stanley earlier, she could still hold her emotions in and not let any of it show.

Xyla thought she could keep holding her emotions in.

However, as she saw an increasing number of corpses and injured people, she didn't want to keep doing so any longer...

Xyla realized that she wasn't as tough as she had imagined.

At this moment, she really couldn't handle it anymore.

Xyla couldn't care about anything else. She just wanted to cry and vent...

Most of the people who died or got injured today were from the auction...

More than half of these hundreds of people were either dead or injured...

A disaster like this was no better than a terrorist attack...

"No... None of this has anything to do with you... The culprit was cruel. It's not your fault..." Stanley felt as if his heart was being cut. He carefully consoled Xyla. The girl before his eyes was like a fragile rose made of glass.

His heart ached for her. All he wanted to do was to protect her carefully.

eyes was like a knife that

moment, Stanley suddenly didn't know what to

person since he was

inferior to one but superior to more than tens of thousands of

had always looked down on everyone else

world was too difficult for

the only one who could make

only person who could

Xyla refused to listen to what

mind was filled with

scenes of children crying pitifully, children with missing arms or legs, as well as old folks,

like a magical curse that

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thought she could keep holding her

the end, she realized she

rain, Xyla's crying grew increasingly louder. She looked more and

Wild breezes began blowing...

faces and bodies from all

tears and rainwater made Xyla's vision completely

slapped against her face, and an intense chill spread throughout her body, but she

was aching

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