A tall and slender figure draped in a black cloak appeared at the door, completely covered, with a mask on his face. He held a tranquilizing gun in his hand, taking down the group of prison guards, then charged forward with a dagger, stabbing each one in the heart, killing them all.
Shen Qingli was dumbfounded by the bloody scene before her, forgetting to cry, tear marks remained on her dirty face, revealing a hint of exquisite beauty.
The man turned his head to see her now helplessly thin appearance, thinking of her insulting ordeal, he felt even more heartbroken, speaking in a hoarse voice, "Qingli, it's me..."
He took off his mask, revealing that familiar face.
Shen Qingli was stupefied; she never expected that the person coming to rescue her would be Mo Qi!
But she suddenly thought of something, her eyes flared with anger, screaming hysterically, "How could it be you? Why did you come here? Do you still have the face to see me? You scoundrel... I want to kill you—"
