The sudden turn of events left Ning Xia stunned. Instinctively, she looked up at the man in front of her and saw an exceptionally chiseled and stunningly beautiful man.
Even though she had seen all sorts of handsome men and fresh young talents in the entertainment industry, and even Bo Siyan, with his epic, era-defining handsomeness, she was still momentarily dazzled by the man before her, so much so that she forgot to be afraid and struggle.
The man was somewhat pale and spoke in a low voice, but his tone was incredibly pleasant, like captivating musical notes, "Help, me!"
However, Ning Xia had just snapped out of her trance from his handsome face and was attracted to his voice, but she hadn't quite caught what he was saying.
Seeing that she didn't react, the man finally looked at her properly, his jet-black hair disheveled, his features delicate and exquisite, a typical Oriental face.