Quan Tianyou peeked outside. After those masked gunmen had sprayed bullets randomly, they stopped firing, as if waiting for someone to give orders.
He frowned and whispered, "This attack seems a bit strange. Look, they're just standing there with guns and haven't fired into the crowd again."
Liu Hengyuan cursed under his breath, "I don't get it, damn it, being on my own turf is better—at least I wouldn't encounter such inexplicable attacks!"
Su Liuying paced anxiously inside the room. She kept checking her phone, but there was no movement. She didn't dare to call Quan Tianyou, fearing it might jeopardize his safety.
"Loving you, those eyes so captivating, your laughter even more charming, wishing to gently caress that adorable face of yours..."
