Stepping on the edge of the carpet, Moses’s body lurched and he heavily collided with the bookshelf behind him.
He let out a low cry, painfully curling up.
The porcelain vase on the shelf shook and crashed down.
Gan Yuan instinctively shouted in alarm, rushing over to shield him from the falling vase.
The vase flew out, shattered against the wall, and Moses stood up, pressing the decorative Japanese sword against her chest.
"I’ve said that your biggest flaw is being sentimental," he said.
The door was kicked open, and Paul, Jessica, and several bodyguards, having heard the noise, rushed in. Seeing the scene, the bodyguards lifted their guns and aimed them all at Gan Yuan.
Moses shouted urgently.
Seizing the moment when Moses was distracted, Gan Yuan raised her hand to grab the blade, moved closer to his side, and lifted her right hand, with her pistol already pointed at his temple.
"Always carry a weapon with you, that’s what you taught me, remember?" she said, gripping his collar and staring coldly at the armed men. "Put your guns down, or I’ll kill him!"
"Don’t put them down," Moses said calmly. "She won’t shoot!"
"Put them down!" Gan Yuan yelled.
Moses’s voice immediately followed.
The bodyguards were clearly in a difficult position, and Paul and Jessica looked helpless.
They thought that Gan Yuan’s return would convince Moses to go back for treatment, but how had things escalated to this?
"If she kills me, none of you is to bother her," Moses said slowly, turning towards Gan Yuan, looking down into her eyes. "You want to kill me, right? Shoot, then!"
Gan Yuan’s hand holding the gun started to tremble.
"Moses, don’t push me!"
Moses ordered sharply, his dark eyes narrowing slightly.
"If you don’t let me go, I really will kill you!"
Gan Yuan raised her hand, pressing down on the hammer of the gun.
Jessica and Paul yelled simultaneously.
Moses raised both hands, "Nobody come closer, I want to see how she intends to kill me!"
Gripping the gun with both hands, Gan Yuan’s fingers trembled; biting down on her teeth, she suddenly kicked Moses away, stumbled on the floor, and hurled herself toward the window behind her.
Realizing her intention, Moses shouted urgently, dashing forward to grab her, but before he could, Gan Yuan had already turned to shoot the window.
Bullets struck the window, instantly piercing several holes through the tempered glass, which she collided with, causing it to crack rapidly, and she tumbled out of the building along with the fragments.
Watching this unfold, Jessica, Paul, and the bodyguards all widened their eyes.
This was the thirty-third floor, a fall meant certain death—had she really chosen this way out, was she insane?
Of course, Gan Yuan was not insane.
She knew every inch of this building. As the building was undergoing all-around cleaning maintenance, the metal scaffold for cleaning the windows was still hanging outside. She had noticed it earlier while watching out the window.
After breaking through the glass, she swiftly turned in mid-air, accurately grabbing the rope from which the scaffold hung, and slid down, lightly stepped on the scaffold’s railing, and landed safely on the balcony of the 32nd floor.
Seeing her unharmed, Moses exhaled in relief.