The smile on Yan Yichen's face instantly twisted in pain.
Seeing this, Yue Junxiao quickly let him go. "Sorry, sorry! I was so happy and excited that I completely forgot you were injured."
Yan Yichen clutched his wound, his already pale face turning a shade paler.
Lang Qiu and Zelda also came over, smiling. "Congratulations."
Yan Yichen forced himself to say, "Thank you."
Just then, a few nearby females saw the exceptionally handsome yet weak and helpless young man. Covering their mouths, they whispered excitedly, "Aaaah! An injured young Beastman! He looks even more huggable!!"
Another clutched her heart, her eyes shining ever brighter. "I can't take it, he's just too much for me!"
Yan Yichen felt several scorching gazes on him, making him deeply uncomfortable. He whipped his head around, ready to glare at whoever was staring, but was taken aback to see several females walking toward him. His eyes filled with confusion.
