Linfeng mentally locked down on the man who stood tensed at the side. If he ever took a step outside the room, he would instantly know.
He took off his coat and wrapped it around his Young Miss's trembling body. Killing intent was silently surging beneath his façade.
He took a deep breath. His Young Miss needed a stable pillar right now to anchor herself, a person that could reassure her. He forcefully calmed himself down.
Xiong Zhi painfully opened her eyes, and her blurry gaze slowly cleared out.
The first thing she saw was Linfeng's face.
His face appeared calm, yet she could see the turbulent bottomless pit in his dark eyes.
It was a very familiar sight. This was the same look he had on his face when he finally came to her rescue in the past life.
Her nose soured and her eyes blurred again.
He came late in the past life.
In this life, fortunately...
