Cold sweat densely dotted his pretty yet pallid face. His eyes were tightly shut, but his lashes were trembling.
"H-Hua Jin… don't scare me. Please… d-don't scare me…"
Too desperate to care about anything else, Yun Shishi looped his arm on her as she tried to get him on his feet to no avail. He was just too weak to stand up.
In fact, the man had already passed out.
Never had she felt so frightened and terrified before. What was more; she had no idea if that stab had hurt any vital organs of the actor.
While weeping, she uttered a prayer in her heart as she put the man on her back and carried him unsteadily down the stairs.
"Help! Help! Someone, please help…"
The woman dashed in the direction of the elevator as best as she could with him on her back, her cry for help echoing endlessly in the empty corridor.
No one responded to her, however.
The entire twenty-seventh floor was devoid of people save for them.
