Ye Hishuiapos;s Nigh

Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,It was not a moment too soon. Ye Feiran, emulating her previous action, rendered the unresponsive man unconscious as well.,Yè Hísǎn found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。