Ying Qingcang held her in his arms. "Don't be afraid. Ah Nan is over there and should call us soon." As soon as he finished, Xin Qing's cell phone rang. Ying Qingcang pressed the hands-free key.

"Young Master!" Ah Nan's voice came through.

"What's wrong?" Ying Qingcang asked in a deep voice.

It was noisy in Ah Nan's side. He seemed to be shouting loudly. "A killer. But was controlled. Zhang Mi took a bullet for Young Master Shen on her shoulder." ...