At this moment, Yang Qingyin had already taken cover in a safe place under the protection of Xiaoli.
When Luo Ziling found them, Xiaoli had already called for reinforcements.
"Miss is hurt," Xiaoli said gloomily upon seeing Luo Ziling approaching quickly, "I've already called for backup."
Luo Ziling was taken aback.
"What happened?" He thought Yang Qingyin had been shot.
"I'm fine," Yang Qingyin replied awkwardly, "I just bumped into something and got some scrapes. It hurts a little."
Only then did Luo Ziling breathe a sigh of relief and hurried over to support Yang Qingyin.
"Are you hurt?" Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling almost asked simultaneously.
"Did they hit you just now?" Yang Qingyin asked Luo Ziling with concern, "Are you hurt?"
"With my skills, how could I be hurt?" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin proudly, smiling happily, "Did you see me knock that male assassin to the ground just now?"
