The middle-aged woman looked resolute, "Young lady, don't be afraid. We've recorded all of this as evidence. If they dare to forcibly take you away, we'll call the police right here and now!"
"Yes, call the police!" A man next to her chimed in, "They wouldn't dare!"
Voices rose in a chorus, filled with righteous indignation.
The elder Mrs. Zuo clutched her chest, her eyes half-closed as she started to exhale more than she inhaled.
"Mom! Are you alright?" Zuo Tianfeng was frantic. "I told you we shouldn't have come looking for her."
Struggling for breath, Madam Zuo reached out, "Qingqing, I..."
"Is that all it takes to shake you?" Si Fuqing looked down at them, her voice icy. "I've escaped death multiple times and fought my way through. You people are truly pathetic."
She unlocked the bike once more and prepared to mount it.
