Chapter 454 - 454 454 Other People's Blood; Wounded

454: Chapter 454 Other People’s Blood; Wounded 454: Chapter 454 Other People’s Blood; Wounded “What’s this?

A grown man bullying a young girl?” As the low and smooth voice rang out, Ling Mufeng’s wrist was thrown off.

Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Zhiqi also slightly turned to glance at the person who had suddenly appeared beside her.

The newcomer was wearing an antique Leviathan-shaped mask, donned in a light brown shirt, and stood upright with an aura of dignified and elegant nobility.

“Awoo~ Beauty, beauty!”

“Chubby Chiu has missed you so much, slurp—”

Upon seeing Su Yunling, Chubby Chiu had the biggest reaction, pretending to slurp non-existent saliva, and turning into a streak of light, it flew towards Su Yunling and perched itself upon the button of Su Yunling’s shirt.

Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi was silent for a moment.

Is that thing really her Spirit Pet?

It’s actually Su Yunling’s, right?

As Chubby Chiu settled on the button, Su Yunling seemed to sense it, glanced down lightly at the button in front of him, and then nonchalantly lifted his gaze to Ling Mufeng.

Ling Mufeng staggered several steps backward after being thrown off by Su Yunling.

Once he regained his stance and saw Su Yunling looking over, he glared at Su Yunling with anger and hostility, “You…

Who are you?

Hiding behind a mask, putting on airs?”

Su Yunling, without responding to Ling Mufeng, quietly unleashed his Ancient Martial Arts presence.

An overwhelming pressure bore down on Ling Mufeng, whose complexion changed drastically.

An…

Ancient martial artist?

Within mere seconds, Ling Mufeng’s forehead was covered in sweat, “You, you are an Ancient martial artist?”

His voice tinged with a hint of panic, he tried to maintain a feigned composure, “I am not an Ancient martial artist, you can’t lay hands on me.”

Hearing this, Su Yunling slightly arched an eyebrow and looked at Ling Mufeng, speaking slowly and deliberately, “Did I lay a hand on you?”

As Su Yunling’s words fell, the pressure weighing on Ling Mufeng intensified.

Ling Mufeng felt like thousands of pounds were crushing him, making him struggle to breathe, and unable to withstand the pressure, he fell to his knees with a thump.

Ling Mufeng’s complexion turned deathly pale as he looked up and yelled at Su Yunling, “Aren’t you afraid of the Ancient Martial Artist Management Bureau?!”

Ling Mufeng’s voice was loud, but strangely, it seemed as if no one around noticed the scene.

The oppressive force on Ling Mufeng did not lessen.

Seeing Su Yunling’s composed demeanor, Ling Mufeng panicked, “Who…

Who exactly are you?”

Su Yunling paid him no more heed, instead turning to look at Gu Zhiqi.

Noticing her covered in bloodstains and with a wound on her forehead, he knit his brows slightly, his aura suddenly turning frosty, “Did he do this?”

Gu Zhiqi: ?

“What?”

“The injuries on your body.” His tone was casual, but there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

Gu Zhiqi looked down and noticed she was indeed covered in bloodstains, but this was certainly not her injury.

After looking up, she shook her head towards Su Yunling, “Not injured, someone else’s blood.”

Upon hearing this, Su Yunling’s brow remained furrowed as he passed his finger over his ring, pulling out a tissue and offering it to Gu Zhiqi, “There is an injury.”

Gu Zhiqi: ?

“What?” Gu Zhiqi, with a question mark above her head, asked Su Yunling.

Su Yunling: “There’s a wound on your forehead, it’s bleeding.”

Gu Zhiqi, upon hearing this, subconsciously reached up to touch it.

Her head had actually been accidentally bumped in the car without realizing that it had started to bleed.

Seeing Gu Zhiqi directly reaching for the wound, Su Yunling immediately raised his hand, catching her arm through the sleeve of her clothes.

“Don’t use your hand directly,” Su Yunling said, while handing her the tissue, “Use this to wipe it first, and later in my car, I’ll apply some medicine.”