Although it was a matter of life and death, and someone had even charged at Huo Yunxiao with a knife, the cool and elegant man stood under the dim streetlight in his designer suit, with a hint of a smile on his face, and asked calmly, "Are you worried about me?"
Shen Mu felt her throat dry and coughed before saying, "Anyone would be worried, right? If I hadn't blocked it, the knife would have gone into your stomach."
Huo Yunxiao's eyes darkened as he said, "This is also the last time."
"What do you mean by the last time?" Shen Mu asked.
"Blocking the knife," Huo Yunxiao looked at her, his eyes devoid of the earlier smile, and said each word clearly, "You are never allowed to stand in front of me again."
Shen Mu seemed to be intimidated by this man's seriousness. Huo Yunxiao walked up to her and touched her forehead, saying, "Let me teach you one more thing."
"What is it?"
