Why Not Dance

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.