"Keep your head down, and don't you dare lift it without my permission." Having said that, he flicked out the pistol he had snatched from Xia Mutong, casually ejected the magazine—eight bullets remaining, more than enough.
"What are you trying to do?"
Nanrong Wanqing was not someone unfamiliar with the world, but Ling Chen's actions still took her by surprise. Recalling the questions he had asked earlier for no apparent reason, she felt somewhat uneasy. Furthermore, she was quite unhappy about this situation. As her employee, wasn't his duty supposed to be protecting her? Why was he meddling in things like rescuing someone—a job meant for the police? Hmph, she would make him pay for this once they were back.
