Halfway there, Xiaoqiao abruptly stopped in her tracks.
Although she was blind, the noise was so loud; was she deaf as well?
Behind her, the feeling of being followed grew increasingly strong...
Just as Xiaoqiao was about to speak out, the whoosh of the wind swept by, and a figure blocked in front of her, protecting her behind him and said in a deep voice, "Step back."
"Mr. Ren?"
What followed was a burst of chaotic footsteps, with probably seven or eight people walking out.
"Who are you? This is none of your business, it's better not to meddle, or..." the other party warned in Japanese.
Xiaoqiao hadn't come back to her senses when the sounds of a fierce fight broke out in front of her.
She stood there nervously, only hearing the other people's screams and curses, the wind carried by fists, and the low gasps for breath.
