A silhouette fell in front of Jiang Qinghan as blood splattered. There were even several beads of blood splashed on her face that came from the wound that was initially aimed at her chest. At the same time, the eyes of the hitman were struck with two silver needles and he roared in pain. He started to randomly fire bullets. On the other hand, Jiang Qinghan embraced that silhouette and she fired a shot that accurately hit the forehead of the hitman, killing him instantly…

This scene continuously looped in Jiang Qinghan’s mind.

Lovers would often ask each other if they would take a bullet for one another, but Jiang Qinghan never expected that there would really be someone willing to take a shot for her. He’s not her lover, and she had just started to know him, a disciple of hers that she didn’t have any emotional attachment to.

However, Jiang Qinghan knew that her attitude had changed towards Su Tao in that instant. Only after experiencing a trial of life and death can a relationship be sturdy and establish trust.

She looked at the...