He Ao, although still somewhat unclear about what had happened, noticed that Slanca's hand gesture was different.
When a person reaches to grab something woven, like clothing, they usually spread their five fingers apart in a 'grabbing' gesture.
But Slanca's hand had four fingers together, with the thumb slightly separated from the other four, forming a 'gripping' gesture.
One naturally would not grip clothes, but rather something with a handle, such as... a gun handle.
In that instant, He Ao violently leaped behind the sofa beside him.
The fierce sound of gunshots almost rang out at the moment he leapt, and the bullets passed through the gorgeous sofa, causing pure white feathers to burst open.
Clang, clang, clang—
The bullets hit the metal briefcase that He Ao held in front of him, emitting a crisp sound.
"Kid, who sent you here?"