Lu Mian, upon catching the familiar scent, paused slightly and immediately reined in her aggression, not launching a second attack.
She lowered her gaze to the arms wrapped around her, shifting slightly in an awkward manner.
"Director Qimo, let go of me," she said decisively.
Every person has their own unique scent and presence, and those with even a slightly heightened sense of perception can make such distinctions.
The person embracing her from behind was none other than the suddenly appearing Xiao Qimo. It was precisely because she recognized his identity that she had ceased her attack.
He was very skilled, appearing without a sound and evading her assault.
However, this action was quite strange.
Hearing that she had recognized him, Xiao Qimo was in a good mood and chuckled softly.
