On a sparsely traveled road in Jinling City East District.
A Porsche cruised steadily along. There were few cars behind it, with only a white BMW following at a leisurely pace.
Jun Wangchen checked the rearview mirror. Once he saw that the car behind them wasn't the assassin's black Mercedes, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Today had been truly dangerous. Luckily, Ji Ruyu had called to warn him in time. Otherwise, given the power of that shot, he would have been hard-pressed to survive.
He had thought that reaching the early Foundation Establishment stage meant he could protect himself, but the sniper attack had made him realize he had been far too careless.
He could already defend himself well enough in hand-to-hand combat or martial arts duels, but against firearms, he was still woefully inadequate.
After all, he still had a mortal body. He wasn't impervious to blades and bullets like an Immortal.
Looks like I still need to train harder. I can't let up! Jun Wangchen reminded himself, turning to glance at Zi Hanyan in the passenger seat.
Zi Hanyan was trembling all over, her face drained of color. Clearly, she still hadn't recovered from the fright.
Jun Wangchen's eyes shifted as the little devil in him suddenly dreamed up a prank. He immediately put on a look of despair and said lifelessly, "Damn it! I didn't think they'd catch up with us!"
Zi Hanyan's heart trembled, and she hurriedly looked up at the rearview mirror.
She hadn't noticed before, but one look gave her a fright.
A white BMW was following behind them. Obviously, the sniper was inside.
"Jun, w-w-what... what should we do now?" Zi Hanyan looked terrified, almost on the verge of tears.
Dying was one thing, but if they defiled her after killing her,