A seemingly destined bloody conflict was easily resolved by Zhao Tienan.
A group of gangsters left grumbling, experiencing an unexpected defeat they had to grudgingly accept.
There was no helping it. In this land, Boss Qiu was like the sky—untouchable by anyone.
Liu Jia let out a long breath, her whole body deflating like a balloon, nearly collapsing to the ground.
She was nearly scared to death earlier.
After all, for a woman, the scene just now was indeed too perilous.
If a fight had really broken out, she wouldn't have been able to stop it and someone might have ended up dead.
Xu Wenjing also wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. Though usually energetic, in that situation, she was extremely tense, and now relieved, she felt waves of fear in hindsight.
"Alright, you two!"
"Everything is settled, so hurry back. If you encounter something similar again, don't handle it alone. Just call me right away."
