Li Beinian was stunned. "What?"
Mu Xichen didn't speak. His face was pale as the light in his eyes darkened.
His blood-stained hands opened and blood dripped from the gaps between his fingers as he held onto a tiny pouch.
Li Beinian recognized it immediately. It was her amulet.
However, it was soaked in blood.
A bullet was lodged in the middle of the copper coin.
The bullet went through the coin, but its large tail was stopped by the hole.
The copper coin was demented, but it somehow managed to wrap itself around the bullet.
Li Beinian gasped. She quickly crawled forward to take it.
The pouch was tattered and torn, and the cotton inside was stained red.
The bullet was the size of an index finger, but its destructiveness was not to be underestimated.
Li Beinian looked at Mu Xichen in shock.
His face was getting paler as he laid on the floor.
