Xiang Ruijun gripped the hilt of her Sword tightly, her eyes brimming with a fierce, murderous intent.
The men were also ruthless characters with lightning-fast reflexes. The moment she made a slight move, one of them aimed the muzzle of a gun straight at her head. There was no doubt about it—if Xiang Ruijun made a single hostile move, that muzzle would spit out a deadly flash of fire and blow her brains out.
Just as the standoff grew increasingly tense, Pei Ye smiled and spoke. "Monsters are running rampant outside, and it wasn't easy for us to survive. We should be helping each other out. There's no need for such heavy hostility right off the bat, is there?" She glanced at Xiang Ruijun, who looked like a cornered hedgehog with its quills fully bristled. "Ruijun, don't be so unreasonable," she added.
