The saleswoman almost stumbled from Lu Xian's throw and looked at her as if she was a lunatic.
At this moment, Lu Xian indeed looked no different from a lunatic.
Chi Jiao quickly walked up to her. Before she could extend her hand, Quan Jue had already followed after and grabbed her wrist.
"Brother Quan?" Chi Jiao turned around and looked at him in confusion.
"Don't touch her." Quan Jue's expression was sinister. If one looked closely, it was not difficult to notice the hidden nervousness in his eyes. He stared at Chi Jiao intently and said clearly, "Don't touch her! She will hurt you."
This was the first time Chi Jiao had seen such a terrifying expression on his face. She felt like her heart was being pierced by something.
At that moment, she suddenly thought of some things that Na Yankun had said.
