The remnant surged forward, no longer restrained. This time, Elena didn't fight it. She let the hatred and fury pour through her veins, sharp and scorching. Jin Di wasn't here. There was no one she was afraid of hurting. Even as the bloodthirst flooded her, she maintained a thin thread of control, her expression turning icy, her presence radiating an unmistakable killing intent.
The two men in the front seats stiffened almost simultaneously.
They were trained. Their instincts screamed danger, and their bodies reacted before their minds caught up, muscles tensing as they prepared to face a lethal threat. Then realization hit them both at once.
The danger was coming from behind them.
Shock flickered through their eyes. They didn't turn around, but their breathing changed, sharper, more guarded.
Lu Zihao opened his eyes and glanced at Elena.
