Moxinke walked toward Han Jin step by step with a weird posture. Those with good eyesight could clearly see that both his hands and legs were still slightly trembling and his eyes were erratic as if he were pondering upon something.

"What... happened just now?" Ronning couldn't help asking.

Moxinke did not reply to him. He directly walked past him and stopped behind Han Jin, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder. Somehow, his hand froze midair. After a while, he slowly took it back.

"Raphael, from now on, my life is yours," Moxinke said in a hoarse voice.

"What?" Hearing this, Han Jin shifted his eyes from Sunier, who was standing in the distance, then to Moxinke in surprise.

"What??" Ronning was also astonished but he soon realized that Moxinke's narrow escape from death must have had something to do with Han Jin! Otherwise, such a carefree man like Moxinke would never say something in such a serious context.

"From now on, my life is yours!" Moxinke repeated. He didn't know ho