Chapter 298: Panic-stricken

Since Liu Mou had already ruled out the possibility that the footsteps belonged to those few foreigners, he hesitated to fire his gun. However, the footsteps were getting closer, and Liu Mou felt extremely afraid, his hands trembling uncontrollably, beads of cold sweat beginning to form on his forehead.

"You're here... you're in here..." Suddenly, a feeble woman's voice came through, catching Liu Mou by surprise. In his heart, he muttered, "Li Xinger?" He quickly ran over, and when he saw that it was indeed Li Xinger, his heart tightened abruptly.

"You all?" Liu Mou looked at Li Xinger's frail appearance, her lips pale and her face devoid of spirit, unsure whether to feel happy or sad.

"Don't talk to me about 'us'; that's them, I am me. I, Li Xinger, will never again believe the lies of a foul man," Li Xinger said, immediately flying into a rage upon hearing Liu Mou's words. She struggled to free herself from Liu Mou's grasp, loudly chastising him.