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.

like a knife that jabbed at the softest

suddenly didn't know

always been a proud person since he was

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

looked down on everyone else from far above the

this world was

who could make him feel so

person who could make Stanley, proud as

refused to listen to what

was filled with

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

scene was like a magical curse that repeatedly played before her

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Xyla thought she could keep holding

the end, she realized she

increasingly louder. She looked more

Wild breezes began blowing...

pelted against their faces and bodies from

tears and rainwater made Xyla's

an intense chill spread throughout her body, but she couldn't feel anything at

aching more than

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