At this critical moment, the door to the warehouse was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure walked in.
Seeing him, Xia Xiaoxiao's heart violently contracted. It was him, it really was him.
Every time he came to her in times of danger, he was like a divine lord. Before, and now, his love for her had never changed.
The mist covered his eyes, and the strength he had shown a moment ago collapsed in an instant.
He wore black clothes and pants, and his expression was cold and noble. He exuded a domineering aura.
Even though he didn't say anything, he still gave people a strong feeling of pressure. Amongst this group of big, fierce men, he was becoming more and more respectful.
Taking advantage of the moment the thugs were stunned, perhaps it was due to the activation of her ability to escape, Xia Xiaowang suddenly pushed away the tall man who was pressing down on her.