Ya Quan looked at Jim's fierce gaze when he cut his throat. He stood up and walked to the sofa. He said to Jim,"
"Wake her up first."
Ya Quan walked to the sofa and sat down. He took out a few tissues from the coffee table.
He carefully wiped the blood stains on his glasses.
Ye Shayan was lying on the bed with two wounds on her body, which were bleeding profusely.
Ya Quan acted as if he did not see anything at all. He sat there and wiped his glasses as if nothing had happened.
Jim looked at Ya Quan and once again experienced the strength of Ya Quan's heart. He was really calm.
"How?"
Jim turned to look at Anthony.
When he asked Anthony, he saw the cigar in his hand from the corner of his eye.
His attention immediately shifted to the burning cigarette butt.
"Hehe!"
With an idea in mind, Jim walked toward Ye Shayan with a cigar in his hand.