Qin Shuang's eyes widened in disbelief.
He Zhiyao?
How could He Zhiyao have come?
"Mmmph," Qin Shuang tried to speak, but her mouth was sealed with tape, and she couldn't make a sound.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang," and before Qin Shuang could see clearly, she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and she instinctively looked towards He Zhiyao.
She saw something fall in front of He Zhiyao, and a strong smell of blood wafted through the air.
Qin Shuang watched as He Zhiyao, who was about to head for the stairs, suddenly "thudded" to the ground on his knees. His tall frame seemed to be caught in a strange aura in an instant, looking especially panicked and helpless.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Qin Shuang wriggled desperately, even trying to throw herself forward to call out to He Zhiyao, but he seemed cut off from the world, unable to hear any sound.