The tension escalated, indicating that a physical altercation was imminent. It seemed that they were unwilling to find a peaceful resolution and instead opted for a confrontation.
Wen Nian swiftly pulled Weng Ling towards the safety of the wall, positioning themselves defensively. She wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue, assessing the man's stance and contemplating her strategy for the upcoming confrontation.
Wen Nian's fair face transformed with a determined smile. Swiftly removing her backpack, she discarded it onto the ground, revealing her preparedness for the altercation. Extracting her baton, she took a few brisk steps towards the bald man in close proximity. With a swift motion, she swung the baton, targeting his neck with precise force.
