"Help!"
"He's trying to molest me!"
"Help!"
Panicked cries for help rang through the night sky.
Zhou Qian felt she was about to break down.
Just a few days earlier, she had encountered thugs who tried to molest her. After a passerby rescued her, she had struggled to barely overcome the psychological scars.
She never expected the very same thing to happen again today, almost as soon as she went out.
And these thugs were clearly even more brazen. They had followed her even after she entered a residential complex.
Now she was starting to wonder whether she was still in the Xia Kingdom at all.
Twice in less than a week, with the perpetrators acting so brazenly. It was insane.
Seeing the attackers quicken their pace, clearly losing patience and preparing to act, she could no longer maintain this "unspoken understanding." She opened her mouth and screamed for help in terror.
Yet inwardly, she despaired.
Even if the residents heard her cries, would anyone really risk coming out to stop them? And would they have the ability to stop them?
Last time, an "expert" had happened to pass by and saved her by sheer luck. Could that happen again?
One stroke of luck was already a miracle. Even she could hardly believe it would happen a second time.
Yet the world always had such remarkable coincidences-or perhaps inevitabilities.
"Stop! Let that girl go!"
With a shout against injustice, a dark figure descended from above amid the rustle of fabric, landing behind Zhou Qian like a warrior sent from heaven.
"Boys, trouble! Scram!"
The three thugs chasing her saw the figure blocking their path and immediately took to their heels. They disappeared in a flash, leaving Yao Fu, who had been about to attack, feeling as though he had punched