Li Beinian continued to call Lin Kerou.
However, all the attempts went unanswered.
Suddenly, loud gasps could be heard coming from among the crowd.
Li Beinian looked up.
A white figure, seemingly carried by the wind, fell rapidly yet gently.
Bam!
A loud crash was heard.
The white figure hit the roof of a car and blood splattered everywhere.
"Ah!"
Panic-stricken screams erupted almost at once. The crowd surrounding the center point dispersed.
Strength seemed to seep out from Li Beinian's hand as her cell phone slipped from her grip and fell to the ground.
The sound of the device screen shattering could not be heard amidst the screams.
Li Beinian lifted her foot instinctively to step forward, but Mu Xichen held her back.
He drew her into his arms and looked around at the crowd. "Get in the car…"
However, when she turned around, Mu Xichen stopped talking.
Her face was tear-streaked.
