In reality, even without Ji Qingyan's exclamation, Lin Yi had already noticed Li Qiangsheng's actions.
However, fighting with the two of them had consumed a lot of his stamina.
Moreover, his internal organs seemed to be twisted together.
He tried to dodge, but it was too late.
Whoosh!
Crack!
The tempered glass bedside table hit Lin Yi's head!
"Lin Yi!"
"Mr. Lin!"
Ji Qingyan shrieked. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was agape as she stood rooted to the ground in a daze.
She had never thought that Lin Yi, who had always been calm and composed, would be in such a sorry state.
Drip…
Drip…
Drip…
Fresh blood flowed down Lin Yi's head. His entire body was covered in blood, making him look abnormally terrifying.
"I-I'm fine…"
Lin Yi staggered, but he kept shaking his head, trying to wake himself up.
