Xia Yang had a peculiar relationship with Gao Ming. He had nothing against helping Gao Ming, but risking his life to save him? That was simply beyond him.
Seeing Fan Li prepare to use himself as bait to lure Gao Ming's "parents" into a death trap, he hurriedly appealed to He Jing for help. But perhaps the psychological scars he had left on He Jing ran too deep. He Jing remembered Gao Ming's instructions before leaving—follow Fan Li's lead in everything—and did not dare object.
"Stop..."
Xia Yang barely managed to move his fingers. He wanted to draw one of Fan Li's legs on his palm, using it to interfere with Fan Li's headlong charge toward certain death.
Feeling himself slow down, Fan Li seized Xia Yang by the throat. "Don't try anything! Are you trying to get us all killed?"
With a powerful enemy bearing down on them, someone was still sowing discord within their ranks. Rage surged in Fan Li's eyes. He hated people like Xia Yang most of all.
To be fair, Xia Yang was innocent in this. After waking up in the Xiangshengyong Apartments, he had been delighted, thinking his chance had finally come, only to find himself completely outmaneuvered by Gao Ming. He had thought he was bad enough himself, but who could have imagined Gao Ming would be even more ruthless? Now he even suspected that Gao Ming had created these dads and moms who went around attracting curses.
Just as the crazed dads and moms were about to catch up with them, a thick, bloody stench drifted out of the elevator lobby. With a soft ding, the silver-gray elevator doors opened a short distance away.
Anyone who dared ride an elevator during an anomaly event was either a novice or a lunatic. In