"Got it." Xia Xiaonuan finished speaking and slammed the door shut impatiently.
Situ Yan collapsed onto the floor, looking at Xia Xiaonuan with some confusion. His sharp, eagle-like black pupils glinted with suspicion.
Xia Xiaonuan noticed his gaze, frowned, and cursed, "What are you looking at? Keep staring and I'll dig your eyes out!"
Situ Yan: "..."
"Damn it..." He muttered through gritted teeth.
Cold sweat was already appearing on his forehead.
Xia Xiaonuan wasn't sure why she felt the need to save the man in front of her.
However, looking at him, he appeared cold and terrifying, but his whole demeanor was quite distinguished, and he had a strong presence.
There must be a special reason why this man came to steal, right? And now he's injured. In this situation, handing him over would likely be a death sentence!
Xia Xiaonuan wasn't exactly a saint, but she couldn't bring herself to send him to his doom like this.
With complex emotions, she approached Situ Yan.
