Kong Zhaozhao furrowed her eyebrows lightly, staring straight at Lu Chuan, evidently dissatisfied with what he had just said.
However, her gaze truly lacked any fighting strength. After locking eyes for several seconds, it was Kong Zhaozhao who ultimately averted her gaze, obediently placing her hand in front of Lu Chuan.
"Wouldn't it be better to cooperate earlier? Acting like a top that only spins when whipped, right?"
"Quickly, the Frost Poison is almost at the time for its symptoms to appear."
"I know."
Lu Chuan half-closed his eyes, his fingertips gently pressing against Kong Zhaozhao's wrist.
Her body was as cold and ice-like as ever, yet it felt good to touch; saying it was like icy skin and jade bones would not be an exaggeration.
As for her pulse... it was ridiculously faint.
Lu Chuan had only seen such pulse in people on the brink of death, almost imperceptible even to him. It could be imagined how weak Kong Zhaozhao truly was.
