The reason she was so fearless might be because someone was lurking in the shadows.
Perhaps a weapon was already aimed at him.
Jiao Long's hand secretly reached for the gun at his waist. Today, even if he had to risk his life, he would rid the young lady of this threat.
"The Yu family has their methods—training you to be loyal like dogs, without discerning right from wrong, aiding tyrants in their evil deeds."
Jiao Long stared coldly at her, "Shen You'an, going against the Yu family won't end well for you."
With those words, his figure suddenly moved, rushing toward Shen You'an like a fierce wind.
Before his body had arrived, his clawed hand struck first, reaching straight for Shen You'an's throat.
His speed was as quick as lightning, giving no time to react.
Once he controlled Shen You'an, the position on the balcony would be both offensive and defensive, rendering the hidden threats powerless.
