Jiang Chenyue's chest felt as if it were being pressed down by a stone; her breathing became rapid and slightly labored. This was an old problem stemming from her depression; whenever her emotions became intense, her heart couldn't catch up with the blood supply.
She placed one hand over her heart, waiting for the discomfort to pass. Her face was pallid as she took the cup held up to her, and cradling the cup, she bowed her head and took a sip of water. The cool, pure water soothed her throat and greatly alleviated the stifling oppression on her chest. Her expression eased slightly and her complexion seemed a bit better than before. She returned the cup to Qin Jun, rubbed her swollen temples, and said, "A total wipeout isn't necessary—Capital City isn't our turf, we still need to be cautious in our actions and not let the Lin Family, Zhong Family, and Mo Family catch us off guard."
