Leave a ghost behind?

Lian Han didn't care who was stopping him and was about to stomp down hard when Bing Mo suddenly appeared with a layer of ice, protecting him inside. However, Lian Han's kick, made of 2S strength, was not easy to deal with. A few seconds later, he shattered the ice layer, but Bing Mo avoided his vital points and landed on his left leg.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, but Lian Han was not satisfied with the result, so she stepped on his leg and ground it hard. The "crackling" sound rang out before she finally withdrew her foot.

“ζνσορξακι…” The sound of the thigh bone breaking confirmed Bingmo’s suspicion that this woman was a madwoman, and a powerful one at that!

"You insulted me?" Lian Han raised an eyebrow and kicked the man away.

"You understand?" Qianya asked, puzzled. Bingmo had just spoken in a foreign language.

However, Lian Han's answer left him speechless: "Under these circumstances, how could he possibly praise me?"

That makes a lot of sense. Qianya's lips twitched, and he glanced at the miserable state of someone else. "Luoxian, hurry up and come and collect the body, cough, I mean save the person."

"Yes, Your Highness." Luo Xian stepped forward to check on Bing Mo's condition.

"Another prince?" Lian Han frowned, his gaze towards Qianya filled with undisguised disgust.

"Ahem, don't look at me like that. I'm a perfectly normal human. I only got the title of Your Highness by chance. I'm not like Bing Mo. No, most of the Ice Clan are not like him."

"Qianya, you..." Bingmo fainted before he could finish speaking.

Qianya exclaimed in surprise, "Did she faint from anger? Quickly take her to that person, so she won't complain about me again."

Luo Xian: "...Yes." Couldn't he have said less? Bing Mo would definitely cause trouble for him when he woke up. Having a prince like this was exhausting.

"You're leaving already?"

"So what do you want?" Qianya's attitude was quite easygoing.

you?

A hint of doubt flashed through Lian Han's mind, but she quickly suppressed it. "I don't care about the few who died yesterday, but since he injured four people in Diluo today, someone has to pay for their medical expenses and compensation for their emotional distress."

This is clearly an attempt to make an exorbitant demand.

“That’s easy to say.” Qianya chuckled and beckoned with his finger. A blue light flew out from Bingmo’s body and hovered quietly in front of Lian Han. It was an ice-blue rhombus-shaped crystal.

"Whether you use it yourself or sell it, it's enough to pay off your debts. Miss, please keep it safe."

Lian Han glanced at him, grasped the crystal, and her black eyes turned a deep blue in that instant. Countless images rushed into her mind, and Lian Han's face turned pale. The icy blue crystal lost its luster in the next moment and turned into powder that fell to the ground.

"It really is you." A genuine smile appeared on Qianya's face.

The deep blue in his eyes faded, and Lian Han rubbed his throbbing head. "What was that thing?"

“You should know the state of your eyes,” Qianya said, then added, “I’m just a nobody in the Ice Clan, and I have no say in His Highness Bingmo’s affairs. But if he causes you trouble, you can let him take a look at your eyes.”

Lian Han was bewildered. Her eyes? The Eyes of the Past? Wasn't that an artifact passed down through generations of the Shen family? Could it still intimidate the Ice Clan?

"Remember, I am Qianya." Qianya didn't give her a chance to ask questions. "Luoxian, let's go. We picked up the remains of our Prince Bingmo on the way. He is injured, so we should return them as soon as possible. We can visit Diluo Academy another day."

Watching them leave, Lian Han became even more puzzled. Ruan Muxue then asked, "What did he give you?"

"If I had known, things wouldn't be like this now." Lian Han frowned and turned to look at An He's position.

"Get away!" Uncle Amber squatted down beside her, trying to comfort her, but was pushed away again, his expression a mixture of fear and disgust.

“She won’t let us have any contact with her,” Ruan Muxue said helplessly.

"Sister Mu Xue, you came to the Armor Making Academy to find the murderer who hurt your brother." Lian Han looked at Ruan Mu Xue.

"I know." Ruan Muxue nodded. When it comes to a girl's reputation, it's naturally important to protect it. Besides, this whole thing was started by her brother. Even if someone was injured, the damage certainly wasn't as severe as An He's.

She plans to take Xiao Yue to the Lance family to apologize later.

Seeing that she agreed, Lian Han walked straight to An He's side, squatted down, and extended his hand to her, "An He, it's me."

Anhe looked at her, her expression somewhat dazed.

"Let's leave here. I'll take you away, okay?"

Perhaps it was because Lian Han was the first person to appear and save her, or perhaps it was because her gaze was too gentle, but An He hesitated before finally nodding gently.

Lian Han carefully picked her up and looked at Uncle An, "We definitely can't go back to the dormitory. I'll take her to my place first. After you've dealt with Apartment Building 3 and the witnesses, then come see her."

Her words were commanding and left no room for discussion.

Amber looked at his sister, who was still rejecting him, his fists clenched, and finally he could only compromise, "Fine."

"Sister Muxue, when you go to see Fatty, please let him know you're safe."

"No problem." Ruan Muxue nodded, but then asked with some concern, "Are you sure you can manage alone?"

"It shouldn't be a problem to calm them down. Let's all go. Don't miss any surveillance footage from the experimental area."

Amber paused, his gaze towards Lian Han complex. "Thank you."

He initially had goodwill towards the Ling family's little princess, until a few days ago when his sister cried and said many things that shocked him, which made him feel disgusted and hostile towards Lian Han.

No one can control their own origins, and Lian Han is certainly innocent. But her existence causes her sister pain, making her Amber Lance's enemy.

But now...

"Anhe is my partner."

The girl gave this reply, then quickly left with the person in her arms.

She was only 16 years old, and even quite petite, but at this moment, Ruan Muxue felt she was unexpectedly tall. "If I had a sister like that, she would risk offending a foreign race for me..."

She stopped mid-sentence. They were supposed to be in the same card-making academy, but Lian Han hadn't gone. Although she didn't say anything on the surface and continued discussing card-related issues with Lian Han, she felt somewhat disdainful.

In her opinion, Lian Han, with his talent, was giving up cards, and he would surely regret it later! She didn't know if Lian Han would regret it, but she already understood that being her comrade-in-arms and partner should be a very pleasant thing. Thinking that Lian Han's mecha pilot partner was Xiao Yue, Ruan Muxue's expression improved; at least he had some sense in this regard!

If Ruan Muxue knew that Fatty Ruan sought out Lian Han as a partner because he had been tricked by Ling Xin, and that he used her name to persuade Lian Han to partner with him, one wonders what her reaction would be.

"Please do not speak carelessly about this matter."

Uncle An's voice pulled Ruan Muxue back to her senses. "Don't worry. I wouldn't stoop to kicking someone when they're down. However, this matter was caused by Xiao Yue, and we will definitely come to apologize in person once it's over."

Amber nodded and left.

Now that this matter is over, he should go to the Ling family to express his gratitude. Lian Han has been a great help, and she and her sister should reconcile. Even if they don't, this incident shows that she truly cares about her sister and wouldn't hurt her, making it difficult to be her enemy.

However, the most important thing right now is the group of girls in Apartment 3—if it weren't for their provocation, why would my sister have to go out and face Bingmo?