"Qin Yue—" Jian Ran was waiting for Qin Yue in the yard outside, listening to the movement here all the time, when she heard a big movement in the room just now, she rushed over immediately.

"Jian Ran, don't come here, get out of here quickly." Seeing Jian Ran rushing over, Qin Yue's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone.

In the face of these dozen or so mercenaries, even if someone pointed a gun at his head, Qin Yue could still be as stable as Mount Tai, without any chaos, but as soon as Jian Ran came out, he panicked in his heart.