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

Stanley suddenly didn't know what to

a proud person since he was a

to one but superior to more than tens of

everyone else from far above the

in this world was too difficult for

one who could make him feel

was also the only person who could make

listen to what

was filled

of children crying pitifully, children with missing arms or legs,

was like a magical curse that repeatedly played

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first, Xyla thought she could keep holding her

the end, she realized

crying grew increasingly louder. She looked more and more like a

Wild breezes began blowing...

against their faces and

of tears and rainwater made Xyla's vision completely

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

aching

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