Chapter 237 I Don't Have A Sister Like You

• A sharp pain shot through his head. During the recent fight, someone had struck him on the head with a stick. Liu Zifan fought to stay conscious as he slowly rose to his feet. His wet hair clung to his forehead, and blood trickled down from the corner of his eye, giving him a terrifying appearance.
• The strong scent of blood filled his nostrils. He touched his nose and felt the sticky blood on his palm. Liu Zifan knew he was seriously injured, but he couldn't afford to collapse. He had overheard everything that man had said earlier.
• They intended to defile Su Yao!