Shan Mingxu furrowed his brows; this kind of injury wasn't fatal.
But Su Xiaomeng was pampered by her little uncle; such injuries were trivial for soldiers or mercenaries, but for her?
What if the wound got infected...
Shan Mingxu took a deep breath and looked at Han Tan,
"I'm not here to make trouble for you. You wouldn't want to face off with me in such a chaotic situation, right?"
"..."
Han Tan said nothing, waiting for what he had to say.
"Since you know my little aunt, you wouldn't want her and the kids to get hurt either. At least in this regard, we have the same goal. How about a temporary truce?"
"Can I trust what you say?"
Han Tan asked coldly, staring at him.
Shan Mingxu closed his eyes. Normally, the mission always took priority but now, the lives of his little aunt and younger siblings were right in front of him.
For Shan Mingxu, nothing was more important than their safety at the moment.
"You can!"
He said seriously, "I'm a soldier."
