At this moment, Nan Xin was locked in fierce combat with the mercenaries, delivering sidekicks and roundhouses, her movements both graceful and precise.
Then, she threw a punch aimed at the opponent's face, but before she could land it, she was yanked back by a force from the diagonal rear.
"I..."
Before she could finish swearing, Nan Xin caught a familiar scent of hormones.
She was so engrossed in the fight, with adrenaline pumping, that she hadn't noticed Li San arriving with his men.
The man's face was as cold as water, one arm encircling Nan Xin, while the other confronted the mercenary's attack.
Nan Xin intended to fight alongside him, but Li San tightened his grip around her, refusing to let go. "Are you hurt?"
"No, let me go." Nan Xin was forced to dodge along with his movements, "Let's fight together."
Taking advantage of the situation, Li San gripped the mercenary's wrist and forcefully disarmed him.
He glanced at Nan Xin, his gaze somewhat obscure. "Not necessary."
