The anticipated pain didn't come; instead, standing in front of Ning Xia was Berl, with eyes widened in fear, disbelief, and even incomprehension.
A bullet had pierced through his forehead, killing him instantly.
So much so that he died without knowing why he was shot, and why Bo Siyan, who had fallen from the building, suddenly climbed in through the window again and shot him before he could fire.
Berl collapsed with a loud thud, his eyes open, unable to rest in peace even in death.
As he fell, Lieutenant He and a group of soldiers burst through the door, restraining all his men before they could react.
Ning Xia couldn't see the chaos around her; she just turned her head stiffly, staring at Bo Siyan who had "come back to life" with a blank look, her mind entirely empty.
Her hand trembled as she reached out, cautiously touching his cheek, fearing it was all just an illusion.
When her fingers felt his cool skin, tears fell like pearls off a broken string, unstoppable.
