Surprise flashed in Jiang Yichen's eyes—and that of everyone else present.
Lin Xiaoyan's unlikely show of ruthlessness was puzzling that it made them wonder, 'Was there more to it than meets the eye?'
Jiang Yichen's grip on Mingyu relaxed, and the latter slumped to the floor. With a look of desperation, Jiang Yichen crawled towards Lin Xiaoyan, his knees scraping against the ground. He bowed his head, pressing it to the floor in a profound gesture of supplication.
Lin Xiaoyan's hardened gaze softened, his expression faltering in response as he was taken aback by Jiang Yichen willingly humbling himself.
"Please allow him be treated." Jiang Yichen begged, raising his head up to look into Lin Xiaoyan's eyes. "Yinzhi only risked his life to do what I asked. We need to treat him at the infirmary to save his life—please."
Lin Xiaoyan locked eyes with Jiang Yichen, both of them engaged in a tense, unyielding stare.