Gao Yanan looked at Lin Xi. She knew that Lin Xi wouldn’t do anything he didn’t have confidence in doing. However, Lin Xi’s expression still left her extremely nervous.

Lin Xi looked at his bleeding finger.

In his perception, apart from the feeling of being cut by a sharp object, there wasn’t any other special feeling.

Everyone waited for him to say something.

However, they saw him become quiet.

Everyone looked at his expression, knowing that he couldn’t find an answer. Moreover, in their eyes, there was a type of helplessness when facing an unknown object.

An honest and considerate Yunqin black-armored soldier, after a bit of hesitation, couldn’t help but say, “Sir Lin… my entire body seems to be heating up a bit.”

This ordinary Yunqin soldier looked extremely simple and honest, his goal for speaking out extremely simple, just not wishing to see his beloved Sir Lin be in any trouble, only wishing to help him the slightest way he could.

However, right when he spoke, in that instant, the air in this street seemed to have become even colder.

Lin Xi suddenly raised his head, his eyes landing on that soldier’s body.

Tang Chuqing’s eyes narrowed...