I'm worried about you getting hurt.
These words seemed to cross through time and space, splitting history itself, like a raging magma, instantly pouring into Fan Huang's heart.
To him, these were not uttered by Suizi, but by the sincerest emotions voiced by Chen Lijun.
Stunned, Fan Huang gazed at Suizi, who nodded to him.
Suizi sensed that something was off with Fan Huang, smelling the strong scent of alcohol from him; she guessed he might have had too much to drink.
Feeling increasingly unsettled, she resolved to leave this trouble-ridden place as soon as possible, tugging at Fan Huang to leave.
Chen Kaide, his heart pounding with anxiety, watched as his potential prey slipped away.
It had been a challenge for him to find the opportunity to assault Suizi; if he missed this chance, he would never have another.
As he watched Suizi and Fan Huang walk away, Chen Kaide, in his desperation, pulled out a fruit knife from his pocket and rushed towards Fan Huang.
