Jiang Beiyu had no recollection of such a person, the people he knew who were even slightly normal wouldn't show up in the middle of the night in his house, facing a fire and still thinking about killing someone.
This person must have some ability.
A hint of wariness flashed through Jiang Beiyu's eyes.
However, as he looked at Su Nanzhi near the window, although it was only the second floor, if she fell in the position she was in, she was very likely to land headfirst.
Who could guarantee with absolute certainty that one couldn't die from falling from the second floor?
And the young girl looked distinctly unwell, the fire in the room burned without consuming anything of his, it must be the fire from Su Nanzhi herself.
Jiang Beiyu said, "She's just a young girl, what kind of grudge could you have against her? Let her go, if you have any issues, come at me."
The man might not have understood what Jiang Beiyu was saying.
