Ye Mengyun was infuriated.
She had originally come to rescue Zhou Yu.
But now, out of nowhere, she had become the target of an attack.
Not only was she sprayed with blood, but Zhou Yu had also accused her of causing more trouble.
Logically, she should have been angry, furious even.
But she was well aware of the situation they had just faced, and Zhou Yu was not wrong.
If she hadn't been there, Zhou Yu wouldn't have been hit by Yan Qu, let alone injured.
Yet he had chosen to turn back and save her, taking the punch himself.
This filled her heart with gratitude.
Caught between these two extreme emotions, she felt a painful tightness in her chest.
Just then, Ye Mengyun's face suddenly changed dramatically.
"Be careful!"
Although Zhou Yu had his back to Yan Qu, he had sensed it—Yan Qu was actually attempting a sneak attack.
Zhou Yu wanted to fight back, but the punch from Yan Qu had severely injured him, slowing his reactions far from what they were in his prime.
