"Click, click, click." The safety was pulled back, and both sides tensed up as they watched each other, ready for action, their eyes even scanning the room for objects to use as cover.
However, when Qinghe's people heard that sound, their expressions stiffened slightly as they stole glances at their master.
Qinghe stood out prominently, unfazed even in such a critical situation, her face betraying no emotion. But only Qinghe's subordinates noticed their eyes drifting to her feet. While she appeared to be awaiting death like a stationary target, a closer look revealed her feet making almost imperceptible, fine movements. Had they not received orders from Boss, they would certainly have missed this detail.
