Held by Qin Yang's large hand, the girl in the white dress immediately felt a warm current flow from his palm into her body, making her whole self much more comfortable, while the fear in her heart began to fade, and she regained some of her strength.
"Get up."
Qin Yang smiled and pulled the girl in the white dress up.
The girl in the white dress glanced at Qin Yang, just as she was about to speak.
Outside the door, there was the sound of heavy footsteps. Apparently, a group of people had heard the commotion here and were rushing over.
Crash!
Thirty to forty people wielding machetes and iron bars gathered at the doorway. This was the lair of the Evil Tiger, naturally housing many of his henchmen.
At the sudden sight of so many fierce-looking people, the face of the girl in the white dress turned pale again, but she was much better compared to earlier; her small hand, which had just been pulled up, unconsciously tightened around Qin Yang's hand a bit more.
