The crowd began to panic.
Those at the back shoved those in front, and those in front lost their footing and fell. In no time, the orderly lines of people had dissolved into chaos.
A woman holding a child was pushed into Shen Yangge. Frail as she was, she could not keep hold of her child amid the crush and could only watch as the baby fell.
The woman screamed, but the noise of the crowd drowned her out. Shen Yangge, who had staggered from the collision, heard her cry of "My child!" Without stopping to think, he reached out and caught the baby.
The baby had been wailing, but the moment Shen Yangge held the child in his arms, the crying stopped. Round eyes stared at him with intense curiosity, and a tiny hand even reached up to tug a loose strand of his black hair.
The tug hurt a little. Small as the baby was, that grip could have pulled his hair out if it lasted much longer.
Shen Yangge placed the baby back in the woman's arms and glanced up at the pursuers closing in. Then he slowly backed away, moving toward the water on his right.
The official's expression changed drastically, and the death soldiers lurking in the shadows emerged one after another. At the sight of them, Shen Yangge turned and jumped without a moment's hesitation!
He was only an average swimmer, but reaching another ship was not impossible. If worse came to worst, he could have System 615 use its special privilege again.
The soldiers who had planned to surround him from both sides froze where they stood, watching his figure disappear right before their eyes.
Suddenly, someone stripped off his clothes, intending to jump in after him.
But a voice stopped them.
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