Footsteps were drawing nearer, and just when a collision seemed imminent, Zhuanzhuan suddenly made her move. The girl pressed her callused hand forcefully onto Leng Ran's shoulder, her strength so great that Leng Ran was utterly helpless, feeling a faint pain transmitting from her shoulder, even making her think she was restrained by a burly man.
The three of them suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Shi Cin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although his heart had settled back down, he didn't feel relieved inside.
He knew, in this confrontation, Leng Ran had lost.
Leng Ran's fearlessness was commendable, yet in front of Jiang Zhuanzhuan, who handled it with ease, she was clearly outmatched. Coupled with the first clash at the villa halfway up the mountain, Leng Ran had lost for the second time.
"Where are you heading?" Zhuanzhuan said with a smile, keeping her hand on Leng Ran's shoulder, not withdrawing it but gradually increasing the force.
