Shen Fanxing looked at the motionless man and the large amount of blood on the ground. "Probably."
Bo Jinchuan paused and asked, "Where are you now?"
"… In your courtyard."
Almost at the same time, Bo Jinchuan strode forward and said, "Don't catch a cold. Wait for me to return!"
"… Yes."
Sensing the uncontrollable tremble in her voice, Bo Jinchuan clenched his jaw and said, "Fanxing, don't be afraid. It's alright, okay?"
Shen Fanxing's hand that was holding the phone was still pale. She forced herself to remain calm and replied, "Yes."
"I'll go back now. Don't be afraid. Wait for me."
The call ended and Bo Jinchuan's face darkened.
At this moment, he had already walked out of the dining room. Bo Jinghang's eyes darted around and he was the first to react. He quickly stood up and chased after her.
Seeing this, the others put down their chopsticks and followed behind with solemn expressions.
