In his daze, Hua Jin had locked his grip tightly around Gong Jie's vest, unwilling to let go.
Vermilion Bird's eyes flickered. For some reason, she felt that the actor's reliance on Gong Jie was unusual.
The man's lips curled into a smile as he tightened his arms around the actor. "It's okay. I can carry him."
The actor was not heavy, it was nothing to him. Hua Jin was so badly injured now that he was worried about Vermilion Bird causing more damage with her roughness.
Vermilion Bird nodded and did not insist.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Alice and Natalia are back safely, too. They have light injuries. Natalia was obviously in shock. I'm afraid this has caused some psychological trauma."
"Okay. As long as they're fine." The man returned to his senses and glanced at Hua Jin, whom he was carrying in his arms.
