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.

of tear from her eyes was like a knife that jabbed

moment, Stanley suddenly didn't know

person since he was a

superior to more than tens

on everyone

in this world was

who could make him feel so

was also the only person who could make Stanley,

to listen

was filled

pitifully, children with missing arms or legs,

like a magical curse that repeatedly played before

she didn't want to appear weak in front of Stanley at all. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

could

end,

the pouring rain, Xyla's crying grew increasingly louder. She

Wild breezes began blowing...

faces and

and rainwater made Xyla's vision

chill spread throughout her body, but she couldn't feel

heart was aching

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