"Xia Liang, run! I see he has a weapon! You're no match for him, just run! Call the police to save me after you get away!" Qingxue cried out anxiously upon seeing the newcomer. At this moment, she found herself actually worried about Xia Liang's safety.
Hearing this, Xia Liang sighed.
"Ahem, Qingxue," he said, stretching his neck. "We were classmates, after all. You should have a little faith in me. While being handsome is one of my strengths, I'm actually a pretty good fighter."
Seeing Xia Liang's demeanor only made Qingxue more worried. "Xia Liang, now is not the time to be stubborn. I'm truly grateful, but... you have to go. I can't drag you into this."
Qingxue shook her head, simultaneously gesturing with her eyes for Xia Liang to hurry up and leave. She knew his capabilities all too well. He had been utterly hopeless in physical activities back in school, so how could he possibly be a match for this fierce-looking man?
