"Brother." An Lan exclaimed in surprise upon seeing An Xuan, who had just withdrawn his foot. Lin Zicheng also looked at An Xuan unexpectedly. He knew An Lan had a younger brother who was only recently recognized. Could this be him?
"Sister, are you all right? I just finished escorting a client and saw someone attacking you. Who is this person? They're so bold, daring to commit violence in broad daylight. Do they really think our Huo An Group has no one left?"
An Xuan looked at An Lan tensely, his expression fierce when mentioning the attacker. An Lan shook her head, "I really don't know who this person is."
The man was bundled up tightly, leaving only a mouth and a pair of eyes exposed. Even his own mother, standing here, might not recognize him. The three of them stared at the man.
An Xuan rushed over, crouched down, and yanked off the man's face covering, revealing an exceptionally plain, almost ugly face to everyone.
