The door was opened, and a tall figure walked in.
Gu Nanqiao looked up, but the room was so dark that she couldn't see the person's face clearly.
Moreover, he walked very fast, with every step creating a gust, and he carried an aura of chilling intensity. In just a few steps, he reached her bedside.
Gu Nanqiao fumbled behind her with her hand. She remembered there was a brick on the bed. After groping for a bit, she finally touched it.
She gripped the brick tightly in her hand and smashed it toward the person's head with all her might.
She used nearly all her strength with this strike. If she couldn't knock him out in one blow, and he became guarded, her fate would be dire.
She thought her movements were fast enough, yet his reaction seemed to be even quicker. The moment she raised her hand, he swiftly grasped her wrist and squeezed hard.
Gu Nanqiao winced in pain, her grip loosened, and the brick fell to the ground.
