Qin Mo didn't move! Why didn't he move?
Fan Jia glanced over to look at him. He clenched onto the amulet, his gaze void of any emotion. The hypnosis wasn't enough for him to kill Z – even though he could kill anyone else. Why couldn't he do it to her?
Fan Jia clenched her fists, filled with unwillingness! But soon, she realized something. He might not be willing to kill her but he could hurt her. That wasn't all, he was looking at her with a foreign look, meaning this was the end to Z's cockiness!
Fan Jia turned. She kept her knife and pretended to be vulnerable, leaning towards him. "Brother Mo, she will take me away, she will definitely take me away. She is with the others outside, you have to help me."
As expected, Qin Mo reached out and shielded Fan Jia, all the light leaving his eyes. He didn't seem to be replying to Fan Jia but rather instructing himself, "I won't let anyone take you away."
