She predicted the direction of her second shot using the man's groan. She accurately hit her opponent in the head. The smell of blood slowly spread in the air. Ye Jian didn't leave immediately. Instead, she leaned against the wall of the stairway and forced her rapid breathing to slow down.
"I said that I'm from China but you didn't believe me. You're in my country. Why would I lie to you?" As she panted furiously, Ye Jian smiled lightly and opened her mouth. She spoke to the mercenary earnestly. "We won't allow people like you to enter our land. Since you came, we won't allow you to go back."
"What would I lose by telling you that I'm from China?"
Was there a need to lie? Was there a need to be afraid of you? Was there a need to change her identity?
No!
I don't need to lie!
I'm a Chinese citizen!
I don't need to be afraid of you!
You're standing on the land of my country!
I don't need to change my identity.
