"Ah——"
This shot hit the middle-aged woman's shoulder.
The middle-aged woman let out a scream instantly; the look of fear on her face vanished, replaced by a mix of shock and anger.
She fell onto the bed, clutching her shoulder, wailing in pain.
Ding Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned to look at Liang Yuan.
"Miss, miss, save me! Didn't you say you weren't bad people?"
The middle-aged woman cried out, looking to Ding Yan for help.
But without a second thought, Ding Yan immediately retreated, quickly distancing herself from the middle-aged woman.
At the same time, she raised the knife in her hand, shouting sharply, "Don't move!"
She remained calm, staring intently at the woman, and quickly asked, "Liang Yuan, what's going on?"
She did not question Liang Yuan but chose to trust him instantly.
And she quickly distanced herself from this seemingly ordinary middle-aged woman.
Liang Yuan felt relieved and said solemnly, "There's something wrong with her!"
