Translator: Aran

  The battle, in the time of just a couple of breaths, had entered a white hot scorching stage.

  The battle hooked everyone's hearts.

  Xing'er seemed to be peacefully sitting where she was. But right now she was already tightly clenching onto her fists, biting onto her lips. Her brows were faintly knitted, her gaze focused completely towards Ye Qingyu, her heart slowly becoming worried.

  Although she knew that Ye Qingyu had extremely strong cards hid..