But before she could act, the next second, she was pinned against a tree.
Then, Ying Zijin heard a familiar voice.
"Yaoyao, it's me."
Her expression changed slightly, her fingers still clutching three Golden Needles.
They were a fraction away from embedding into the man's throat.
Ying Zijin's hand stopped just in time, but the force could not be withdrawn and had to curve instead.
"Swoosh, swoosh!"
The three Golden Needles changed their target to a rock.
Fu Yunshen's expression froze for a moment as he slowly turned his head.
And saw the giant rock that was struck by the Golden Needles crumble into pieces.
Knowing that if the throat were to be hit, the outcome would be obvious without even thinking about it.
"..."
Even for Fu Yunshen, there was a momentary pause in his body.
After a while, his peach blossom eyes lifted, drawing her in deeper, "Yaoyao, which is more important, your boyfriend or Two Billion US Dollars?"
Ying Zijin: "..."
