Yi Chen who was still suffering slight tremors in his hands due to fear and anxiety clumsily replied, "Mn... ahem." The reason why he cleared his throat was because he had noticed that his hands weren't the only things shaking. His voice was also shaky. The effects of adrenaline hadn't fully worn off at this point.
As he reached over to pick up the first weapon on the ground his body was suddenly rammed into the wall and the cold mental from a muzzle of a laser shotgun pistol pressed against his temple.
He was suddenly met by Zi Xingxi's hatred-filled expression. His heart jolted seeing this. He understood that Zi Xingxi didn't like him and she had emphasized countless times that she didn't want him anywhere near her son. Time and time again he defied her as though testing the limits of a mad woman.
