In the darkness, the person restraining her made no sound, almost as if not even breathing.
After all, it was the Tang Family; she knew that the one who could control their breath so well must be the most dangerous killer.
Her mind raced, and she could vaguely guess who that person was... but ultimately, she still couldn't confirm.
In the gloom, the warm sweets rolled to the ground, starting to release a sweet fragrance into the air. No matter how dark the night or cold the atmosphere, who could control the dessert's scent from freely dispersing like this?
The person evidently smelled it too; their hand stiffened slightly and then let go with almost brutal force.
Yan Yu, who had been pressed against the wall like a drawing, nearly lost her balance and fell to the ground when he abruptly pulled away.
But more important than maintaining balance was… when he pulled his hand away, she knew it really was him!
