He felt that mu li didn't shoot him tonight because of Yin Xiong. If it were him, he would've ended the person's life without a second word if someone dared to do that to his little sister.
Under the streetlight, mu Shang only dared to peek at his expression. Seeing his reaction, his eyes were filled with shocking self-blame and annoyance.
The autumn wind was cold, and the night reflected his icy aura. His expression made him look like he was going to cut himself alive at any time.
After a long while, mu Shang finally heard his voice."Is the probability very low, or not?"
