THUD... THUD... THUD. The staggering footsteps grew clearer, drawing closer as the rain gradually subsided.
Yang Na, clutching her bleeding abdomen, was clearly very familiar with these footsteps. She paid no mind to her tears and dashed out into the rain-soaked yard.
But Chen Hongyu, quick-eyed and deft-handed, reached out and yanked her back forcefully.
Just as Yang Na was trying to pry her fingers away, three figures walked in from outside.
It was Li Huowang. He was gravely injured. Bullet wounds, knife cuts, and blunt-force injuries covered his entire body. A mixture of blood and rainwater dripped from him, leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the floor.
Ba Nanxu, letting out a nervous giggle from time to time, was helping her brother prop up Li Huowang as they made their way inside. The two of them were not in much better shape themselves. "Damn, Huowang, I really underestimated you. Someday when we're free, let's sleep together."
