From a distance came the screams of a few people, but Zhan Lan and Mu Yan remained calm and composed, as both had weathered great storms in their lives.
These black-clad individuals had who knows how many lives on their hands; their deaths were well-deserved.
Clasping her hand, Mu Yan said: "Lan'er, I wanted you to have some fun, but I didn't expect..."
With a slight smile, Zhan Lan replied, "You're helping to eliminate evil and uphold justice. How could I be unhappy about that? I've had my fun today, and I won't come here again!"
Mu Yan paused in his steps, "Why won't you come again?"
Zhan Lan answered with a smile: "A place like this can cloud one's mind. Winning once makes you want to win again, but there aren't so many easy gains in this world."
Mu Yan nodded in approval and patted his shoulder, saying: "Climb aboard; I'll carry you."
Since there were hardly any people in the alley, Zhan Lan leaned on his back, and Mu Yan stood up to carry her.