The man in the suit scratched his head, confused by Ning Qing’s greeting. Ning Qing looked around and confirmed that those men in black walked far away before she bowed to apologize. “Sir, the situation earlier was really urgent. I had to use you to put on a show. Thank you for being here.”

The suit man found her pretty good-looking, so he left after saying, “It’s okay.”

Ning Qing crossed the road and sneaked into the bush. She sat next to the injured man, her heart thumping loud in her chest. She could have died.

Luckily, she was quick-witted to have pressed her phone in her pocket so that it rang to look like someone was calling her. It was also quite fortunate that the man in the suit appeared just in time.

After she slowed down her breathing, she lifted her head to look at the injured man. Her pupils immediately contracted when she saw the large pool of blood on the ground. There was a faint tinge of green on the man’s pale face. He was closing his eyes as he lay down. It looked like he was no longer breathing.

“Sir, sir...” Ning Qing crawled over to his side and shook him with her shivering hands. There were tears flowing down her cheeks as she asked, “Are you dead? Don’t die. No...”

It was her first time being so close to death. She was crying in fear. He was perfectly fine earlier, how could he...

“Stop shaking me. I’m not dead.” The man moved his thin lips and spoke very weakly yet in calmness.