Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The boy did not reply; it was, after all, his first time looking at his injury.
The situation was critical at that time. When he saw Mu Sheng holding the walking stick aloft, he subconsciously dashed in front of his mother to shield her from it.
It was primal instinct; he did not pause to ponder for long. Before his brain could react, his body shot forward like an arrow!
He then felt excruciating pain shot through his acromion the moment the cane landed on him; it was enough to make him black out.
A child’s physique was unlike an adult’s in that a young body was still vulnerable and had yet to develop wholly.
This beating would have meant nothing to Mu Yazhe if he had been the one receiving it. However, for this frail boy, it was enough to dislocate his shoulder!
Still, he was happy that he had reacted fast enough at that time.
He could not imagine the consequences if he were a tad slower and the cane landed on his mother’s head, instead.
The thought itself was enough to cause his eyes to freeze with hatred.
The physician removed the blood clots and then put a hot compress over his injury.
The pain endured during the process was naturally indescribable. The boy would take a few sharp inhalations when the pain got too much but, otherwise, bore through the whole ordeal.
All the while, he took out a USB stick containing the data and documents he copied and gave it to Li Hanlin. He then ordered him to track down the license plate number.
He would not give up any chance, even if it was slim.
The boy was concerned over Mu Wanrou’s ulterior motive, which he unfortunately had no cognizance when she kidnapped his mother.
However, he was pretty sure that she would make her next move soon!
The boy ruminated for a while before his eyes lit up as a thought struck him!
D*mn…
“Umph…”
He got up so suddenly and intensely that he strained his muscles, which caused him to wince painfully.
Hugging his injured shoulder, he took in a sharp breath.
The agent noted his anxiety and probed. “Sir, what’s wrong?”
“I’m afraid…”
“Huh?”
He spun around suddenly and locked gazes with his assistant. “I’m afraid that Mu Wanrou’s next target is me!”
His subordinate was stunned momentarily before he smiled. “Sir, you are safe now! We’ll make sure that you are well-protected; don’t you worry!”
The boy frowned. “I’m not worried about myself!” …Rather of my twin!
…
The Mu residence.
Mu Yichen slowly walked to the window and pulled the curtain a slit apart. He looked out and saw that the troops had changed even though the place was still heavily guarded.
A black commercial car slowly rolled into the grand entrance of the residence.
He could recognize the vehicle as the one that sent him back and forth from school every day.
He squinted his eyes to have a better look. There was no one in the back seat; it looked like his younger brother had managed to escape successfully.
He frowned slightly, though his heart was more settled knowing this. Going back to the bed once more, he lay down lightly on its bedding.
Just as he got back to the bed, he heard light footfalls along the corridor outside the door.
He shot open his eyes in shock.
His senses were unusually sharp; hence, he could swiftly detect even the slightest movements.
As the footsteps drew closer, he turned more vigilant.
