"Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān instinctively cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her let out a furious growl —,Air was forced back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She coughed up a large pool of blood, her face pale and strained as she half-slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.,A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Palace, looking up at another little girl lying on top of the wall and whispering, "Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!"。