"What?" He Shasha didn't catch on. Weren't they just about to doom Mi Yuezhen? Why did they let her go? "Nan Fei, are you sure you don't want to consider some kind of 'humanitarian destruction'?"
The crowd around them immediately took a step back, very much in sync.
Zhu Qiao, shocked, covered her mouth and didn't forget to look down at the painting she held. Since she hadn't reacted earlier, she hadn't seen properly what the painting was; now, as she looked down, her eyeballs nearly popped out.
"Ahhhh..." Zhu Qiao screamed excitedly, jumping three feet high.
Everyone was so disturbed by her that they simultaneously covered their ears. Nan Fei took the opportunity to pull Dai Jinhai through the crowd, and He Shasha, who had let go of Mi Yuezhen, followed them. Once the three squeezed through the crowd, they could hear Zhu Qiao's piercing, chaotic screams.
