When Wen Jiaren saw the man's face clearly, her eyes widened instantly.
It wasn't an especially frightening face, the features were normal, but what changed Wen Jiaren's color was his lecherous expression, those blazing greedy eyes, drool seeping from the corners of his mouth, like a lecherous wolf who hadn't seen a woman in eight hundred years.
That naked gaze made Wen Jiaren feel as if she were entirely exposed.
The saliva at the man's mouth increased, his gaze grew greedier and hotter, showing an eager look, Wen Jiaren didn't dare breathe heavily, she felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at, both repulsed and nauseated.
The next second, the man lunged directly at her.
Wen Jiaren's face changed drastically, she immediately shouted, "Mu Qian save... ah..."
Reflexively, she backed away, while simultaneously shouting Mu Qian's name.
But the opponent's speed was really too fast, she didn't manage to finish her cry for help before she was pinned to the ground by the man.
