"Is it because just now, in the end, you saved me..."
Baili Xia's heart ached, finally understanding that the black-clad assailant's shot at her was truly accurate.
But Wu Ming moved quickly, using his own body to block the bullet in front of her.
In an instant, Baili Xia's heart was completely engulfed by self-blame.
"Why did you take the bullet for me? How could you be so foolish?"
She had caused him to be seriously injured without even knowing it.
He had carried her so far, with blood flowing from his body without knowing how much was lost.
When Baili Xia discovered the wound, Wu Ming seemed to lose his strength, suddenly feeling a wave of fatigue.
He took a few steps back, leaned against a tree, and sat down.
He looked up at Baili Xia, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"You pay me a salary, remember?"
Baili Xia shook her head, a mist forming in her eyes.
This guy, still joking at a time like this.
Could she afford to pay his salary?
