Yan Feifan saw the woman’s savage, twisted expression. More importantly, he saw the gleaming, terrifying dagger lunging right at him.

In this state of emergency, his brain kicked into overdrive, instantly shifting into a high-frequency processing state.

In the blink of an eye, he had already formulated no fewer than three perfectly sound escape routes.

At the same time, Yan Feifan even had the mental spare capacity to quickly search his memories. ’I really don’t know this woman.’

’We have no history, no grudge. Why is she doing this?’

But no matter how fast Yan Feifan’s mind worked...

...his body couldn’t keep up.

After weighing his options, Yan Feifan chose a simple yet effective evasive maneuver that would minimize the damage.

He lowered his body by a mere centimeter.

At this trajectory, the dagger would strike him squarely on the third rib. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

He was already tensing his muscles to recoil upon impact, using her momentum to push himself back quickly.

This would prevent a bone fracture or any more serious injury.

Yan Feifan was prepared to take the hit and suffer a minor wound, but he had failed to account for one variable.

Lu Yao’s reaction.

A sudden shove from Lu Yao not only disrupted his planned recoil but also sent his body tilting uncontrollably.

He recalculated the point of impact...

’Oh, fuck...’

Yan Feifan realized with terror.

This time, the dagger would plunge unimpeded into his chest, straight into his right ventricle...

In that instant, Yan Feifan couldn’t help but wonder if this whole thing had been orchestrated by that bastard Lu Yao.

’Seeing no hope of winning Su Ye over, did he decide to just take me out of the picture for good?’

’Lu Yao, may you and your ancestors rot in hell...’

Thrown off balance, Yan Feifan had no way to dodge. All he could do was curse Lu Yao endlessly in his mind.

As the dagger was about to pierce his chest, a despairing Yan Feifan couldn’t bear to watch.

He instinctively shut his eyes, cutting off all visual input.

A moment later, Yan Feifan heard a soft SQUELCH, followed by a faint GRINDING sound.

He knew those sounds all too well.

It was the sound of muscle tissue being severed and a metal blade scraping against bone.

To Yan Feifan’s immense surprise, the pain that should have accompanied those sounds never came.

’Did I subconsciously block out the pain, too?’

Amazed and curious, Yan Feifan opened his eyes again.

A shocking image flooded his brain.

The small dagger was stabbed through the back of a large, thick hand, the blade emerging from the palm. Its tip was pressed right against his chest.

Yan Feifan saw bright red blood stream down the blade and spray onto his own light-colored shirt...

From the moment the long-haired woman lunged with the knife to the moment Lu Yao blocked it with his hand, it all felt like an eternity in Yan Feifan’s mind. In reality, it had only been a few instants—the blink of an eye.

The surrounding tourists at the arrivals exit felt a blur of motion. The next thing they knew, a tall, lanky man was being shoved to the ground.

And then they saw the horrifying scene.

A small dagger had pierced straight through a man’s hand, and blood was pouring out.

"AHH! Someone’s been killed!"

"Help me!"

A few terrified screams rang out, and the crowd of passengers at the exit scattered in a panic.

The long-haired woman was stunned for a moment when she saw her dagger was lodged in someone else’s hand.

When she came to, she tried to pull the dagger out.

Lu Yao wasn’t about to let her. Enduring the pain, he twisted his right hand, using the bones to lock the blade in place.

At the same time, he threw caution to the wind and lashed out with his right foot, kicking her.

His posture was awkward and he couldn’t generate much force, but his foot still connected with the woman’s body.

But the sickening SNAP from his right foot, followed by a surge of pain, told him he’d twisted his ankle.

Fortunately, he saw the woman stagger back two or three steps from the kick, her grip on the knife loosening.

The dagger was still embedded in his hand.

Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly pulled back his foot and adjusted his stance. Ignoring the pain in his ankle and hand, he was about to press the attack when...

...an irresistible force slammed into him from behind, throwing him face-first onto the hard floor.

At the same time, an authoritative voice boomed, "Don’t move!"

’The woman’s accomplice!’

That was the first thought that flashed through Lu Yao’s mind. Far from staying still, he began to struggle frantically.

But the person on top of him was incredibly strong, and their arms were locked around him so tightly he couldn’t break free.

Lu Yao noticed out of the corner of his eye.

The female attacker was also being held firmly on the ground by a well-built man in civilian clothes.

He glanced over at Yan Feifan, who was back on his feet, and saw a stern-faced young man standing beside him.

Lu Yao suddenly remembered a rumor.

He’d heard that in key locations in Jingcheng, like Tian’anmen Square and the airport, there were always plainclothes special police on patrol to handle emergencies.

He stopped struggling and quickly yelled, "I’m the victim! I’m the victim!"

A few minutes later, Yan Feifan and Lu Yao arrived at the airport clinic, escorted by two airport police officers and one plainclothes officer.

The clinic’s doctor, a man in his thirties, saw the dagger still embedded in Lu Yao’s hand and immediately brought out a syringe of anesthetic and a surgical suture kit.

Yan Feifan waved the doctor off, saying bluntly, "Step aside. I’ll do it."

Lu Yao, wincing in pain, added, "Let him. He’s a well-known surgical expert from Binhai University Affiliated Hospital. He’s the real deal."

"I trust him."

The clinic doctor looked at Yan Feifan’s youthful face, then glanced questioningly at the accompanying police officers.

The senior officer nodded slightly. "We’ve confirmed this young man’s identity. He is, in fact, a surgeon from a major hospital in Binhai."

Upon hearing this, the clinic doctor stepped aside.

Yan Feifan disinfected his hands, put on a pair of surgical gloves, and began by injecting anesthetic around the wound on Lu Yao’s hand.

"Lu Yao, if you hadn’t recklessly shoved me, the woman’s knife would have, at worst, hit my third rib."

"I could have used the momentum to retreat."

"Once I dodged that first strike, she wouldn’t have been a threat anymore."

Lu Yao said angrily, "Yan Feifan, how can you be blaming me? I risked my own life to save yours, you know?"

"Are you trying to weasel your way out of owing me your life..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Feifan swiftly yanked out the dagger that had gone clean through his hand.

The pain made Lu Yao’s entire body convulse.

"Yan Feifan, you..."

Lu Yao saw Yan Feifan shoot him a cold glare and then pick up a pair of forceps and a scalpel.

He wisely shut his mouth.

"That woman, do you know her?"

Hearing Yan Feifan’s question, Lu Yao quickly shook his head and explained in a low voice, "I don’t know her. I was waiting for you at the arrivals exit."

"I didn’t notice her until she was right next to me. She was the one who struck up a conversation."

"I was bored waiting, so we just made small talk..."

Yan Feifan cleaned Lu Yao’s wound, his tone sarcastic. "You just saw a pretty face and couldn’t help yourself."

"That’s not true!"

Lu Yao explained quietly, "I know plenty of girls who are way prettier than her. I was just bored and making small talk, that’s all."

Just then, the senior police officer, after a brief exchange on his walkie-talkie with colleagues at the station, approached Yan Feifan and Lu Yao.

"The woman confessed. She said her motive was to get revenge for her boyfriend who committed suicide, Yu Zhixin..."

Hearing the name Yu Zhixin, Yan Feifan understood everything.

Yu Zhixin, Yu Suye’s cousin who had taken his own life.

So the long-haired woman was Yu Zhixin’s girlfriend.

’She was willing to get plastic surgery to look like Yu Suye for him. She must have been madly in love with Yu Zhixin.’

’It also shows that her mentality is rather extreme.’

’Was she trying to make Yu Suye experience the pain of losing someone she loves?’