At this moment, the man suppressing Luo Xiao got up, seemingly wanting to fight back desperately. Mo Nanjue acted swiftly, reaching out to grab the man's arm and twisting it forcefully in the opposite direction, "Ah—"
Mo Nanjue pressed the muzzle of the gun against his heart and pulled the trigger.
The man's eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground.
Mo Nanjue released his grip and strode toward Tong Ran, whose gun was still pointed at Luo Xiao, fearing he might pull some stunt again.
Mo Nanjue came to her side. Tong Ran stretched out her hand to clasp his neck, finally calming down, "You came out without waking me up."
"You were asleep. What would you wake up for?" Mo Nanjue reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, distinctly feeling her gun-holding arm trembling. The man lightly patted her waist, "He wasn't trying to harm me."
His words exonerated Luo Xiao.
Hearing this, Tong Ran relaxed her hand, and the gun dropped to the ground with a thud.
