She looked no different from half a year ago, her hair had just grown a lot longer, and her face was covered in blood.
Trenton Smith walked over for a look, felt for her breathing with his fingers, and then instructed the people behind him: "Get her in the car."
The bodyguard had already opened the first aid kit and quickly placed Aldana Candi in the back seat, professionally tearing open a bandage, pouring hemostatic powder on the cotton, and wrapping it around her continuously bleeding forehead.
For a moment, the air was filled with the bitter, bloody scent mixed with the smell of something burning and the medicine powder.
Trenton Smith walked over again and asked, "What happened to her?"
