"Tap, tap." Staggering footsteps grew clearer as the rain gradually quieted, coming closer from afar.
Clutching her bleeding abdomen, Yang Na was clearly very familiar with those footsteps. Forgetting even to cry, she rushed toward the rain outside.
Chen Hongyu, beside her, reacted with lightning speed and fiercely grabbed her.
Just as Yang Na was prying at Chen Hongyu's fingers, three figures entered from outside.
It was Li Huowang. He looked gravely wounded, gunshots, blade wounds, and blunt-force injuries covering his entire body. Blood mixed with rainwater, leaving bloody footprints across the floor.
Ba Nanxu followed her younger brother as they supported Li Huowang inside. Neither of them was in much better shape. She gave a nervous little laugh now and then. "Damn, Huowang. I really underestimated you. When we've got time someday, let's get into bed together."
Once Li Huowang entered the house from outside, his fading consciousness barely managed to hold on as he turned around, reached out, shut the door, and locked it firmly.
Once he had done all that, Li Huowang's body instantly gave out. His utterly exhausted body slowly slid down against the doorboard. At last, the door was shut.
Seeing Li Huowang's injuries, Wu Qi, who had been bandaging the bearded man under Zhao Shuangdian's command, hurried over with a medical kit. After injecting a tube of medicine into Li Huowang, she immediately began frantically trying to stop the bleeding.
Yet the chaotic mess of wounds before her left her at a loss as to where to begin.
"Why... why..." Li Huowang murmured over and over, his lips pale.
His gaze swept over every face, taking in each of their expressions.
Li Huowang discovered that, aside from Zhao Lei being absent, Ling—the one who had followed Zhao Shuangdian, her mouth twitching from time to