"I'll handle him. You and Miss Qi find a chance to escape and call the police first."
"You need these hands to play the guitar. What if they're injured? What happens to your dream then?"
Jiang Han pursed his lips. "It doesn't matter."
"It matters to me. These people aren't worth the cost of your injury."
Shen You'an said as she stepped forward.
Jiang Han stared at her back, his gaze turbulent with emotions.
"If you're going to make a move, then do it quickly. I don't have time to waste."
Xiao Long frowned. He didn't want to raise his hands against a young woman.
It's not an honorable victory.
However, the other party struck first, and Xiao Long swiftly dodged.
The narrow corridor instantly transformed into a battlefield.
The motion-triggered lights flickered on and off as two figures clashed in the shadows—one slender, one broad. The stark contrast in their physiques made the tension palpable.
