Xin Xue, you jinx.
Zhu Wenwu shouted in his heart, this damn door got pushed open directly; he distinctly remembered locking it before.
The instant the door opened, Zhu Wenwu charged forward with his weapon, swinging it towards the doorway.
The intruder was a pale-faced young man who looked at Zhu Wenwu charging at him with an expression of surprise. He dodged the attack with a sidestep, then kicked Zhu Wenwu, launching him into the wall behind:
"You two are still awake? How unexpected. But, it doesn't matter."
Zhu Wenwu spat a mouthful of fresh blood, looking desperately at the person approaching him, lacking even the strength to call for help.
He frantically signaled to Zhu Xin Xue to take the opportunity to escape.
But Zhu Xin Xue was unmoved, staring hard at the intruder's back, seemingly petrified by fear.
The pale-faced young man ignored Zhu Xin Xue as well; in his eyes, Zhu Xin Xue posed no threat, just a lamb to the slaughter.
