His eyes were fixed on the hands both Yang Ruijun and Shu Guan were tugging at, and on the silver note in the grip of their intertwined hands.
It was clear that the middle-aged man's gaze was both confused and angry at this moment.
Startled by the sound, Yang Ruijun turned back to glance and instantly her face drained of color, turning pale with fright.
"Dad, why are you..."
She cried out in alarm.
But the middle-aged man had already opened the car door and, filled with anger, stepped out. With his furious demeanor and the way he glared at Shu Guan, it seemed he had the heart to devour Shu Guan alive.
"Run!"
Yang Ruijun pushed Shu Guan in a panic.
Without a second thought, Shu Guan turned and rushed into the alley.
He ran quite a distance before he stopped, somewhat confused as to why he was running. It was mainly because Yang Ruijun's expression had been so frantic that Shu Guan felt as though he was involved in something illicit.
