"Who are you?" Huh! Why does this person look familiar?
Fu Yang’s eyes, complex in expression, scrutinized Lin Fu. When his gaze unintentionally swept over the white, tight-fitting tank top on Lin Fu, his handsome face blushed, and he quickly shifted his gaze away uncomfortably.
"What are you looking at? Making a big deal out of nothing."
Regarding her attire, Lin Fu was completely unabashed, not uncomfortable at all. It was just a tank top, which she used to wear frequently in her previous life. It only revealed a strip of her fair, smooth waist, and the neckline was not too low, merely exposing her collarbones.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem..." Fu Yang incredulously widened his eyes, huffed, and said, "How could you do this to my brother?"
"Huh? Your brother? How am I doing wrong by your brother?" She was utterly confused.
After saying that, Lin Fu also confirmed that the person in front of her was not allied with those who had tried to assassinate her. The danger was momentarily alleviated, and she didn’t bother to argue with him any longer. Carefully, she laid Celia down and took out a Life Sustaining Potion from her backpack to inject her with.
This was a necessary item that every Military Academy student must carry during training or on a mission.
In severe injuries, it could sustain life for half an hour.
She then checked Celia’s temperature and breathing by hand, her brows slightly furrowed, knowing she had to immediately get Celia to emergency care.
Fortunately, just then, the Light Computer popped up Omnia’s image.
"Lin Fu, report your current status."
"I’ve landed, sending you my position immediately." She quickly sent over the built-in location from her Light Computer and continued, "I’m fine, but Celia is seriously injured. I’ve just injected her with the Life Sustaining Potion, she can hold on for another half hour."
"Alright, I understand. Support personnel will arrive soon, stay alert."
After ending the call, Lin Fu noticed that the pursuers hadn’t found them yet, which made her look at Fu Yang once again.
With an unexpected strike, she kicked ferociously with her high-heeled boots, seized Fu Yang’s arm in the blink of an eye.
With a push and a pull, twisting her body around, she deftly pinned him to the ground, her knee pressing on Fu Yang’s spine, twisting his arm into an unbelievable angle.
Even though Fu Yang prided himself on his combat abilities, he couldn’t withstand Lin Fu’s speed and found himself subdued in an instant.
"Hey... let go, it hurts, hurts, hurts." How could this woman be so fierce?
How did his cousin ever endure it?
"Speak, what’s going on here? What exactly is happening?"
Having just experienced a premeditated ambush, Lin Fu wasn’t going to trust anyone easily. She needed to keep control in her own hands. As for whether the other party presented a threat, that would have to be a secondary concern.
Trusting one’s safety to a stranger was the height of folly.
"You better come clean first, or I’ll make short work of your life." Saying this, the blade pressed against Fu Yang’s neck.
Damn! This woman is too fierce; she really dared to strike.
Considering the information he had gathered, Fu Guang wouldn’t behave like a stunned rookie and resist cooperating.
"I am Fu Yang; I just set up an invisible protection net on the rooftop of this building. The assassins won’t find it for a while, so they haven’t pursued us."
Lin Fu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she thought, "Fu Yang? You’re Admiral Fu Guang’s son? Fu Xing’s cousin?" She raised the corner of her lips meaningfully, "Oh, and Ding Xuan’s brother, so you were deliberately following me. Were you trying to ambush me like the others?"
The final question bore undisguised murderous intent, and her tone had grown considerably colder, even more disdainful than before she knew Fu Yang’s identity.