'Brother Jiang?'
Mo Lingwei's brow furrowed instantly.
He subconsciously reached his arm across Shen Ningning's front, then turned his hand over and pressed it onto her shoulder.
It was a wordless gesture, yet filled with possessiveness.
But Mo Lingwei himself didn't realize it; he was simply acting on instinct.
As for Shen Ningning, she understood even less. She just thought her brother was afraid she would fall and wanted to hold her a little tighter.
Jiang Zhi walked in, carrying a barely breathing person on her shoulder.
Then, with a heave of her shoulder, she tossed the assassin to the ground, who let out a groan of intense pain.
The Capital Governor asked in confusion, "Who is this?"
Shen Ningning said, "The night I was staying with the Wu family, I went up the mountain with Brother Zuchang to look at the moon, but we were ambushed by a group of assassins. Thanks to Langlang and the wolves, I was able to escape with my life."
