Shen Mu kicked Feng Yi to the corner of the wall and picked up the "sharp sword" in his hand, hitting Feng Yi's leg with a baseball bat.
With a loud "bang", Feng Yi screamed in pain, "Ah! My leg!"
It was only then that Cheng Yuan saw clearly. What kind of sharp sword was it? Shen Mu had picked up a baseball bat from somewhere.
She blinked, as if in a dream, "Shen Mu?"
Shen Mu walked over, wiped away her tears, and said, "It's me."
Cheng Yuan burst into tears, feeling very useless. She was actually a year older than Shen Mu, but every time it was Shen Mu who protected her.
She even sometimes felt that seeing Shen Mu was more reassuring than seeing a police officer. The tears she had been holding back all burst out at once.
Shen Mu nervously asked, "Where are you hurt? Where does it hurt?"
Cheng Yuan shook her head, "No, I'm not hurt, just scared, ah!"
She reluctantly said that she was okay, and then burst into tears.
