Departure

Alina struggled and fought back as the men dragged her out of her hiding spot. Her side was hurting, and the pain was drilling into her, but she did not give up on the last hope of escaping and conveying her message to Ran Xueyi. 

"F*ck! Why is she still fighting back?"

"Just kick her until she gives up!" 

The men threw her into an open space, away from the scrapped cars surrounding them. They raised their foot to deal with her...

But the blows coming from their feet did not come. 

Instead, when Alina, who was already weakened, opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a pair of designer dress shoes right next to her face. 

It was so close. So close that she knew if she raised her face a bit, she'll see the face of who that pair of shoes belonged to.