The muzzle of the gun behind Lian Zizhan only held him against him for a moment, and then Lian Zizhan's tense nerves relaxed instantly with the sound of the gun falling to the ground. He quickly turned around and found a man lying on the ground. He knew it all too well, it was Dylan. Lian Zizhan quickly helped him up, only to find that his clothes were covered in blood.

"Dylan, Dylan." Lian Zizhan had never seen so much blood before. The blood stains on it had dried up a little, ...