"The gun is for protection." She quietly said, hugging her stomach and continuing to avoid his pressuring gaze.
"Protection? You can get arrested and go to jail if you're caught with it-"
"I won't." She finally lifted her gaze to look at him. He was surprised to see the fierce determination within her eyes. It was clear she wasn't afraid of being caught.
Yang Feng thought back to Zhao Moyao's military influences. That's right, she had the power of her grandfather backing her up. What was she scared of? But something felt off...she had wielded the gun as if she had used it before. The thirst for blood in her eyes, her lightning-quick speed, and the lack of sympathy told him she wasn't afraid to kill or shoot people on the site.
"Just who exactly are you?" The question came out before he could stop himself. It had confirmed his lingering suspicion that the background check Chen Gaonan did had barely scratched the surface.
