"Xiao Yifei!"
Zhou Meifeng hurriedly ran over, grabbed Xiao Yifei, and rescued Dage from his grasp, "Xiao Yifei, do you realize what you're doing? You're committing murder! Even I know that murder calls for retribution! How could you do such a foolish thing? Even though you're trying to do it for me, you can't be so impulsive!"
Zhou Meifeng looked at Xiao Yifei with a shrill voice, filled with worry, "What will we do if you really killed him!"
After being saved by Zhou Meifeng, Dage finally caught his breath. He collapsed onto the ground, taking deep breaths of the air that now seemed so precious to him, and his eyes, when looking at Xiao Yifei, were filled with lingering fear and dread.
Xiao Yifei cocked his head, looking at Zhou Meifeng with a light, clear gaze, and could see that Zhou Meifeng's concern was genuine. She worried about the trouble he might get into if he killed Dage, not out of concern for Dage himself.
"Huff... huff..."