The man nodded, pulling out a syringe and a vial of medicine from the small box he brought. He diluted the medicine from the vial and then drew it into the syringe.
"Let's anaesthetize it before injecting," the stranger suggested.
Ruan Tianling gestured to a servant, who handed him a tranquilizer gun.
He hoisted the long sedative gun single-handedly, looked up at the balcony, and directly locked eyes with Jiang Yufei.
Ruan Tianling waved his hand, dismissing all the servants. The crowded front yard was now empty, leaving only Ruan Tianling and the vet who came to inject Pili with the drugs.
Ruan Tianling shifted his gaze, raising the tranquilizer gun that resembled a sniper rifle.
He rested the butt of the gun on his shoulder; his face was ice-cold. He cocked his head, squinted to find his firing point, and was about to shoot when—
"Wait." Jiang Yufei suddenly interrupted, stopping Ruan Tianling.
The man looked up at her, puzzled.
