Chapter 1 (2/2)
Just as he was about to top up his offer, Qiao Qing’s cool voice arose from above, “I don’t need money.”
Jun Yexuan was astonished and was in awe that there was someone like this in the City of Brisk. Instantly, he became intrigued.
The blood from the wound on his chest continued to flow. Though he was at risk of losing his life any second now, he had an expression of collectedness.
His lips curled into a demonic smile, “How about I pay you with my own body?”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Qing’s expression not only did not seem to waver, it also seemed like her patience had run dry.
“Not great.”
After throwing down this statement, Qiao Qing struggled out of his grasp and left without lingering.
Jun Yexuan, “…”
He thought he was already ruthless enough and cold enough. He couldn’t believe there would exist someone who was worst than him in those areas.
Could it be that he was going to die here today? Jun Yexuan thought mockingly to himself.
At the same time, an idea appeared out of nowhere – if he survives this, he would go find this cold-blooded girl again.
As his consciousness drifted in and out, the sound of footsteps approached. Then, a gentle and as if boneless hand helped him up.
Looking at Qiao Qing, who had returned after deciding to leave, Jun Yexuan’s lips curled into a happy shape before passing out peacefully in her embrace.
Warm breaths landed on her neck, making Qiao Qing frown. She knocked his head out of the way and walked forward while holding onto him with one arm.
Before long, Qiao Qing stopped again.
During the several times her eardrums pulsed, four to five men in black had blocked her way. All of them carried killer’s intent with them.
Qiao Qing felt her head hurt, thinking that she had saved someone troublesome.
The leader in black, Peng Yue, watched over Qiao Qing, “Young friend, leave behind the man and I can spare you your life.”
Qiao Qing sighed at those words, then purposefully eyed Jun Yexuan. “Your target is him this time?”
Peng Yue responded, “That’s not your business.”
Qiao Qing shook her head, “This person is under my possession so it’s not really up to you.”
Peng Yue chuckcled in disdain as if he had heard some kind of joke, “There isn’t anyone in this world who we want to kill but cannot kill!”
Qiao Qing blew at the bangs before her forehead, “What a coincidence. There isn’t anyone in this world who I want to save but cannot save!”