At that moment, that man saw a cloud of dark mist behind Yan Fangyu. He couldn't see the person inside that mist, but could hear her voice and tell that it was a woman.
Suddenly, Yan Fangyu froze, and a clear cracking noise was heard from her brain. Of course, that man couldn't hear it. Only Lin Qiao, who had just taken her hand away from Yan Fangyu, heard that sound.
As Lin Qiao relaxed her grip, Yan Fangyu slowly fell forward, then thudded against that man who hadn't managed to make any reaction yet. Her body was still tightened.
As she fell down, that man finally came back to his senses. He hurriedly pushed Yan Fangyu away and sprung to his feet, then drew back to a corner with fear.
Seeing his reaction, Lin Qiao didn't say anything, but turned and walked to the door, reaching out a hand and pressing her palm on that alloy door.
