The four bodyguards moved quickly, arriving just as she finished speaking.
Unfortunately, the person behind her had already escaped through the window.
Qu Fulan was panting heavily, feeling her legs trembling a little.
The last time she faced so many thugs she wasn't afraid, but now, facing just one, perhaps because he was too strong, she felt a heavy sense of crisis.
Pei Ji'an returned quickly, his expression serious and cold. After finding nothing during his inspection, he ordered a search everywhere, then walked up to her and looked her over.
"You're trembling," he stated.
Qu Fulan was holding a teacup, the lid trembling with her hand, lightly hitting the rim of the cup with a faint ceramic clink.
"Yes, I'm a bit scared," Qu Fulan admitted honestly.
Being targeted by a thief and almost falling into his hands—who wouldn't be scared?
Pei Ji'an sat down in front of her, "How did you notice something was wrong?"
