"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Qin Yitian's press made even her feel Lin Dong's pain.
If it were an ordinary person, being pressed like this by her might indeed lead to an accident.
Fortunately, Lin Dong was a martial artist, with an incomparably tough body, so he could endure it.
He shot Qin Yitian a glance and said, "Why don't you hurry and get up."
Qin Yitian hurriedly scrambled off Lin Dong in a fluster, and in the process, her hand accidentally touched places it shouldn't have.
Her face flushed red, and she muttered in a low voice, "This is so embarrassing I could die."
At this moment, Lin Dong also got up from the ground, looking in the direction where the assassin was.
The assassin was now standing opposite them. Though he was wrapped in a black robe, the two of them still recognized him.
"So it's you, the assassin who tried to kill Dong Tiancheng," Qin Yitian coldly said as she looked at him.
