After dealing with this batch of people who didn't know better, the killing intent in Han Xing's eyes gradually dissipated.
At this moment, Zhang Lianmeng was looking at Han Xing, her face pale.
It was her first time witnessing human conflict. Though she felt extremely uncomfortable, Zhang Lianmeng still held back her urge to vomit and walked to Han Xing's side, saying, "Brother Xing, how are you?"
However, before she could finish speaking, Zhang Lianmeng suddenly doubled over, squatting on the ground and beginning to retch.
Han Xing walked over and gently patted her back.
Zhang Lianmeng looked up and then suddenly threw herself into Han Xing's arms.
"Brother Xing, I'm sorry... I'm a little scared."
Han Xing hugged her and comforted, "Being scared is normal. These kinds of things will probably happen quite often later on, so you need to adapt quickly."
Zhang Lianmeng lightly bit her lip and nodded heavily.
