Shen Jiayi was scolded until her face showed nothing but grievance.
But she didn't dare delay, and hastily called Shen Minghai.
When Shen Minghai learned that his daughter had fallen into such a dangerous situation, he panicked!
Within less than five minutes, the area outside the Top Scholar Building was packed with people Shen Minghai had summoned.
"F*ck! In He County, someone dares to mess with my daughter, Shen Minghai? Even if I have to dig three feet under, I must find this bastard!"
Shen Minghai had completely lost the refined demeanor he had before and cursed as he walked into the Top Scholar Building.
Although he had brought people, Chen Ziyang knew that it was already too late to go after the assassin.
When Shen Minghai arrived at the private room and saw Shen Jiayi covered in blood on her face and hands, his heart skipped a beat.
"Jiayi, are you hurt?"
Shen Minghai knelt on the ground, expressing concern: "Let Dad take a look, where are you hurt?"
