In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiuchen, Qin Mu, and Wen Jin sprang into action simultaneously.
The man who had previously asked Jing Xiaocha to retreat was startled, seeing the fists of three men coming at him from different directions.
Instinctively protecting himself, he withdrew the dagger and pushed Jing Xiaocha forward to block Wen Jin on the right.
In the chaos of their swift movements, the sharp dagger grazed Jing Xiaocha's neck, and blood immediately stained the dagger.
Jing Xiaocha let out a soft cry as the man pushed her forward, causing her to fall uncontrollably toward Wen Jin's direction.
"Xiaocha."
Wen Jin's face changed dramatically as he shouted, extending his arms to catch the pushed Jing Xiaocha, holding her firmly in his embrace, "Your neck is injured."
Falling into his warm embrace and surrounded by his familiar scent, Jing Xiaocha momentarily forgot the pain in her arm and neck.
