Sang Yu sniffed her nose and looked towards Gu Cheng, noticing his gaze as sharp as torches fixed on her, and she unnaturally averted her eyes.
"What did you just say?"
Gu Cheng still couldn't quite believe it, his knuckles whitening as he looked at the pale woman in front of him, emotions churning in his pupils.
"I said, I would only say it once."
After a pause, Sang Yu's lips curved into a breathtakingly beautiful smile.
"So... if you didn't hear it, too bad."
Having said that, Sang Yu quickly bent down and efficiently checked the mechanical devices on the black-clad assassin on the ground, selected two handguns full of bullets, and threw one to Gu Cheng.
"Here..."
The handgun followed a parabolic trajectory into Gu Cheng's hands.
After speaking, Sang Yu turned to leave but was grabbed even more swiftly by Gu Cheng, who caught her wrist and pulled hard, and Sang Yu tumbled into the man's embrace.
