The young man looked at the figure standing up slowly ahead, with kind eyebrows, benevolent eyes, and a full smile, and immediately turned to run.
With that turn, Liu Nan, who had been facing the other way, also saw the person standing in front of the hay pile, she couldn't make out the figure's appearance, but she had a rough idea of who it was.
"He Ao?"
She called out tentatively, but because her mouth was gagged, she could only make muffled sounds.
"Hmm."
However, the other party seemed to understand her words and responded with a soft grunt, but the voice seemed a bit closer.
By the time Liu Nan reacted, He Ao was already standing in front of her, he casually ripped the cloth from her mouth.
So fast!
That was the only thought in her mind.
But He Ao didn't care about her shock, he clenched his left hand into a fist and smashed it directly towards the young man's neck.
