บท 388: His Gentleness Was a Pretense

Although Pei Yucheng was currently stable, no one dared to drop their guard. Pei Nanxu, Qin Huan, and Xing Chen, along with the team, were on alert the entire night, ready for an emergency.

The next morning, everyone except for Qin Huan looked exhausted.

Qin Huan stretched his arms after a good night's sleep and eyed them with a smirk. "Didn't I say that he would be fine while the woman was around? All of you are paranoid!"

Xing Chen gave him a long, disdainful look. He rotated his left hand out of daily habit and sounds of metal rubbing against metal were heard.

Qin Huan was fortunate enough to have avoided Brother Yu when he had completely lost control…

Xing Chen had gotten a taste of it personally.

So far, he hadn't had the courage to recall that incident.

He couldn't believe that he had managed to make it out alive by losing just an arm. He had to thank his lucky stars for his blessed life.