Chu Qianli felt an urge to laugh.
As expected, as soon as Han Zhan appeared, Chu Huaiyu "exhausted" herself and sank down.
Han Zhan, of course, had to play the role of the heroic rescuer.
Several guards also hurried over.
Han Zhan, for some reason, dismissed the guards with a wave of his hand after he pulled Chu Huaiyu to safety.
There was a darkening in Chu Huaiyu's eyes, a flicker of something across their depths.
But soon, the unusual glint vanished without a trace.
She clung to Han Zhan, crying pitifully, "Save me, Han Zhan, save me."
Han Zhan held her with one hand, but as she was soaking wet and clinging tightly, their postures appeared quite indecent.
Han Zhan spoke gently, "Miss Five, how are you feeling?"
Huaiyu shrank closer, pressing herself even more against him, "Han Zhan, I'm scared..."
"I'm here, there's no need to be afraid."
Han Zhan's gaze fell on Chu Qianli, chilling in an instant.