o support the man, her voice soft: "Mr. Shen, are you alright"The driver drove the car in silence.Shen Mingxuan leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed, his breath steady. The man's cold and handsome...his wound oozing black gas. Even his snow-white face had taken on a pale hue.Ning Shu hadn't expected the young man to come over and block the palm strike for him.He felt a mixture of emotions at the...