Su Ming'an hesitated slightly before lifting his head.
His current condition was indeed not good.
Sitting in the chair, his arms still covered with drying blood, he even held a Blood Bottle in his right hand and hadn't even drawn his weapon.
When completely targeted, he felt a pricking sharpness.
Lin Jiang was not foolish, either.
Having seen his condition during the day, she knew that this was his most vulnerable moment, so she had struck first.
"It seems we have no conflicting interests," Su Ming'an said slowly.
"Who says we don't," Lin Jiang smiled. "You are a doctor, after all."
"..."
"Tonight's target is still me," Lin Jiang said.
Su Ming'an was somewhat surprised.
He realized he had underestimated these top-ranked players.
He didn't even know where Lin Jiang had gotten this information, since only he could see the panel.
"Why didn't you come during the day?" Su Ming'an asked casually.
