Chapter 73 What would you do if I just died right now?

"Let's just leave him," Tristan said, wincing as the pain from his arm wound shot through him. He positioned himself protectively in front of Nova, ready to shield her from Ashton, who looked dangerously unpredictable. As they turned away, Ashton's expression twisted into a sinister grin. He sat on the ground, suddenly bursting into a deranged laughter that echoed eerily through the hall. "You'll regret this!" Tristan squeezed Nova's hand, signaling her to ignore Ashton and keep walking. Ashton's laughter and taunts faded as they moved further away, leaving only a chilling silence behind. Ashton carefully tucked away the small knife, the tip still glistening with Tristan's blood. He writhed and twisted like an injured maggot, struggling to his feet from the floor. Laughter and footsteps intertwined, echoing away into the distance, while a sinister air still hung heavy in the hall. Back at home, Nova frantically searched the drawers for the first aid kit. Tristan sat down, tr