"With Mr. Mo's appearance, the T City's police force dare not take their time. Those who should be taken down have all been taken down. Those who should be ended have all lost their opportunity to see today's sunlight."
Hearing these words, Ji Nuan subconsciously looked at Feng Ling. Although Feng Ling did not say more, her meaning was clear. The man who had almost sullied her last night was most likely dead by now.
"Was he killed by me?" When Ji Nuan asked this question, her tone was calmer than she expected. After all, she recalled stabbing him many times last night.
"No, the wounds you left on him were not life-threatening. At most, it caused him to lose too much blood. The true cause of death was his resistance during the capture. It led the police to harm him and kill him mistakenly." Feng Ling curved her lips slightly at Ji Nuan, indicating for her not to overthink.
