Gu Yixuan instantly shifted into a defensive stance, placing himself in front of Yan Rouxi without hesitation. His back was still aching from the fall, but he didn't move away even an inch.
Every muscle in his body stayed alert, ready to fight anyone who tried to touch her. The guards stared at him warily, eyes narrowing as they took in his clothing.
Yan Rouxi was dressed like someone from this world, but Gu Yixuan was wearing a modern suit and pants, something none of them had ever seen before.
Their whispers began, sharp and suspicious.
"Are those clothes from Western countries?"
"Is he some kind of foreign spy?"
"Look at the strange fabric…"
"He must be an assassin!"
Yan Rouxi pressed her lips together. This was exactly why she hadn't wanted him to come.
