"Make way, please, everyone make way!"
"What are you all standing around discussing? Hurry up and save him!"
Pan Xiaoxiao could no longer remain calm. She hurriedly pushed through the crowd ahead, wanting to see what was going on.
But the moment she saw the situation beneath the tree, she froze on the spot once more.
Yan Qi had been tightly bound and hung from the tree, his face swollen and bruised from the beating.
Liu Ruyan, standing nearby in athletic wear, had a thin sheen of sweat on her lovely skin.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was slightly rapid. She had clearly just gone through an intense, satisfying round of combat training.
Hearing Pan Xiaoxiao's shout, she looked over.
The anger lingering in her golden eyes had yet to fully fade, making Pan Xiaoxiao stagger half a step back.
"Don't worry, no one needs saving."
"I know my limits. I won't beat him to death."
Liu Ruyan spoke indifferently, then bent down to pick up the water bottle from the ground and casually took a couple of gulps.
Yan Qi, hanging from the tree, had heard Pan Xiaoxiao's voice as well. He barely forced open his swollen eyelids and struggled to say:
"Xiao... Xiaoxiao... save, save me..."
Pan Xiaoxiao frowned slightly.
Did this count as the bloody disaster Jin Guoxun had predicted?
Judging by Liu Ruyan's athletic outfit and the boxing gloves on both hands, this was probably just some "playful roughhousing" between a couple.
But why, exactly?
Because she hadn't found someone to cover Yan Qi's shift in time?
But hadn't that guy found Ao Zhan to cover for him himself at noon?
His actual vacation had only started a few hours later than he'd requested.
Just a few hours.
Was Liu Ruyan really angry enough