They fell straight to the ground on their knees.
Because subconsciously,
Their hand reached down to support themselves.
And that hand, holding a sharp dagger, just happened to stab into Sun Litian's palm.
Blood gushed out.
Painful howls arose in the alley.
Su Yan, annoyed by the noise, lifted her foot and stepped on Sun Litian's head, pressing it further into the mud.
Her hands rested in her pockets, impatient.
"From now on, stay away from me."
Having said that, she didn't look back at the person on the ground, turned around, and walked out of the alley.
Su Yan left shortly after.
At the mouth of the alley arrived a glossy black Mercedes.
Soon, a woman got out of the car.
Carrying the same transparent umbrella.
She slowly walked into the alley.
Looking at Sun Litian who lay on the ground, intertwined with mud and blood in a miserable state.
After a long while, she went over and crouched down
"Are you alright?"
