Jiang Baimian couldn't face dozens of guards alone. All she could do was watch them to prevent anyone from finding an opportunity to blow up Shang Jianyao's head from a spot he couldn't see.
In any case, if anyone dared to do anything abnormal, she would use the pistol to 'point' them out.
However, this wasn't a solution that resolved the root cause of the predicament. Her mind raced as she felt like she was walking on a tightrope above the abyss.
After a second or two, Jiang Baimian laughed and loudly spoke in a helpless tone. "This companion of mine has always had a problem with his brain. He has been seeing a psychiatrist for quite some time. To put it simply, he's mentally ill and a lunatic.