"Xiao Li, don't cry, please. Listen, what's done is done, we must find a solution. You have to be strong!"
Feng Yueji looked at Xiao Li crying so painfully, and her heart twisted in anguish, her eyes slightly reddened as she tried to comfort her.
Xiao Li was not only her assistant but also her dear sister. Now facing such misfortune, she naturally felt the same anguish.
"Xiao Li, just let me see. Yue Ji is right, maybe I have a way." Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Woo woo!"
Seeing Feng Yueji and Jiang Feng both persuading her, Xiao Li felt truly helpless and could only cry as she said to Jiang Feng, "Then... Master Jiang, I'll take it off, just hope it won't... frighten you!"
These words carried a resolution of facing death, utterly heartbroken!
"It won't." Jiang Feng shook his head.
At this point, Xiao Li finally trembled with her tender white hands, gently touching the black cloth on her face, and then, with determination, took it off.
