Mu Yin had not yet recovered from her uncontrolled emotions when the sound of gunshots, "bang-bang," suddenly exploded by her ears. A man covering their retreat fell to the ground with a "thud" as fresh blood splattered onto her face. Mu Yin widened her eyes in terror and screamed again, "Ah..."
But in the next moment, she found herself caught in a brisk yet firm embrace, and a cloak carrying the scent of male hormones was draped over her. An impatient and disgusted voice sounded above her head, "What are you screaming for, like a ghost?"
However, he didn't throw her away.
Upon hearing that voice, Mu Yin sobered up quite a bit. She lifted her bruised and blood-stained small face, and the man's cold, imposing face suddenly intruded into her vision, which was scattered due to panic. He was wearing an expensive white shirt, and his black, long cloak was already thrown over her. His handsome and cold face was terribly somber.
