Nanheng frowned in pain and was about to fight back. However, Feng Ling had no attempt to continue to fight with him this time. She evaded his palm and jumped onto the edge of the bucket. Stepping on the wall plates of the room that was not high, she managed to hop out!
Watching her escape, Nanheng didn't look surprised but narrowed his eyes and looked at the hole on the roof.
A girl in the orphanage who was so good at martial arts couldn't be an ordinary person. Just now, he tried to test her and find out about her purpose, but obviously she did not aim at him. Otherwise, she wouldn't escape so quickly.
She was just a teenager.
What was her real identity?
Nanheng slowly withdrew his gaze and glanced at the torn sleeve on the ground.
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