Xiao Chaihu stood by the road, whispers of discussion from the crowd filled his ears. He lifted his eyes slightly to take in the pompous procession entering the city. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. His hand, hidden in his sleeve, clutched the handle of his knife, calculating the distance between him and the procession, as well as the odds of successfully killing Song Yalin in one strike. He was about to move forward to finish her off.
But suddenly, someone grabbed his shoulder.
A reflexive attack from Xiao Chaihu twisted the intruder's arm in return.
Xiao Bei howled out, "Li Nan! You're going to snap my arm!"
Xiao Chaihu's frowned; recognizing that the man was Xiao Bei, he let go of his hold and lowered his voice to ask, "Why are you here?"
Xiao Bei rubbed his sore arm, "If I didn't come, you probably would've done something reckless!"