Just then, the reinforced door burst inward, not with a bang, but with a silent, violent expulsion of violet psychic energy. It was instantly ripped from its frame. Jian Ci stood silhouetted in the doorway, his eyes blazing with an unnerving purple glow.
Gael, caught mid-sentence trying to get Yu Xi in bed was startled. "What the hell…?"
He knew of Jian Ci but Gael had never met him face-to-face. Jian Rui protected him like he was a precious egg.
Jian Ci's gaze snapped to Yu Xi. A flicker of… something unreadable crossed Yu Xi's face before being quickly masked.
Then Jian Ci's eyes narrowed, locking onto Gael's hand, which had been resting, perhaps a bit too casually, on Yu Xi's sleeve. A vein throbbed in Jian Ci's temple.
Before anyone could react, Jian Ci moved with inhuman speed. He seized Gael's hand, the offending hand, in a grip that felt like a vise. A sickening crack echoed through the room. Gael screamed, a high-pitched, desperate sound that was quickly stifled.
