There was no telling what might happen.
In her panic, the girl might even lash out at Lian.
But if Qiong Xing approached her directly, it might only worsen her fear.
...
Scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary.
It had only been a simple outing to refresh herself.
She had gone shopping as usual, but before she knew it, she had been grabbed by strange men and dragged into a dark alley.
Even if she tried to call for help, a hand was covering her mouth, and even without that, fear had stolen her voice.
She struggled desperately, but with several men against a single woman, there was nothing she could do.
She was pinned down and they began to strip her clothes away.
Just when she was about to give up, thinking it was all over, the men's hands suddenly stopped.
"This girl is neither your slave nor a tool to satisfy your lust. I will not allow you to touch her with those filthy hands."
That clear, dignified voice made her think, just maybe, she might be saved.
