He lay on the ground for a while, then looked at the bone whale in the sky with a reproachful expression: "Do you have to trap me like this? My army has already retreated, and I can't escape."
After he finished speaking, Eric immediately lifted Gu Li's wrist, took out the medicine from his abdomen, sprinkled it on it, and then bandaged it.
Gu Li glanced at Eric's gloomy face and shut his mouth. Neither of them paid any attention to Henry, who was sitting on the ground looking bored and trying to get their attention.
The fighting here subsided, and even the spaceships in the sky began to withdraw one after another. Viktor and his group, who were nearby, quickly arrived.
Viktor frowned and clicked his tongue when he saw Henry Witt, who was lying in the pit with his face covered in blood and laughing. His tall figure blocked Gu Li's view, and the silver collar in his hand neatly fastened around his neck.
The neck ring shimmered with a red color that represented the highest rank.
Viktor reached out and lifted the man who had instantly gone limp from the ground. He dragged the man toward the car and looked at Gu Li and the other man: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll take care of him."
Gu Li nodded. He Shiyi had already tucked the hair clip into her sleeve. Her long, light golden hair was disheveled and she leaned weakly on Eric's arm.
The constant pain emanating from her body, coupled with the excessive starlight she had consumed during the battle, left her unwilling to move even a finger after the fight ended.
She glanced at Henry, who was being held in Victor's arms and staring intently at her, but her view was blocked by someone, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Take him away quickly, I'm tired."
Henry Witt was a man whose abilities and personality both took an exceptionally long time to process.
As Victor walked away, Gu Li could still hear his lazy voice: "Huh? Why wasn't she the one leading me? Aren't I that blonde dwarf's prisoner?"
Gu Li's back paused, and his hands, which were hanging at his sides, tightened slightly.
"Ah-pfft—cough cough cough!"
"Why are you all so violent!"
After a moment of silence, Henry muttered to himself again, "No, 'little dwarf' doesn't sound good. How about 'little cake'? 'little blood bag'?"
Gu Li turned his head with a gloomy face, and Eric beside him had already drawn his rapier and poked it into Henry Witt's wound.
"Shut up."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com