The scene seemed frozen.
Ye Tong stood there in shock.
The man across from her looked bewildered, staring down at his waist, reaching to touch, it was all red.
"Ah—"
A scream like a slaughtered pig rang out instantly, and Er Ye raised his trembling hands: "Have mercy, ma'am."
Ye Tong's hands trembled, her brain seemed to have stopped working, completely blank, it took a while for her to recover, frightened enough to drop the weapon, "No... it's not..."
"Pick it up!" A stern voice commanded.
Ye Tong's body shook, and she looked up at the sound, seeing Ji Ning standing on a rooftop, arms crossed, gazing at her coldly.
Ye Tong reflexively squatted down to pick up the weapon, holding it tremblingly.
"Never drop the weapon you're carrying at any time, it's your second life!"
"Ning... Ning... Sister Ning..."
"Come out, it's time to go." Ji Ning leapt down from the roof, as graceful as jumping down a low step.
With her words, a woman emerged from a nearby rooftop.
