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Jian Jinge looked at the backpack, his inky black pupils flashing a dark light, "Third Young Master, I'll take some people to check around."

Si Jingsheng was still struggling with the smell. When he heard her words, he was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes lit up, and a hint of joy dyed his brows. He hurriedly urged her, "Okay, okay, go quickly, hurry up."

Jian Jinge got the answer he wanted, pointed at two people, jumped off the warship, and landed with a clear goal.

As she passed by the seven people, she bumped into the boy with the backpack without leaving any trace, and then pretended that she was knocked back a step.

The boy with the backpack was also knocked back a step. He subconsciously wanted to apologize, but then he seemed to think of something, frowned slightly, swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, moved away, and was about to pass her.

How could Jian Jinge let him leave? He took a step to the left and grabbed the collar of the boy with the backpack. His eyes swept across his face inch by inch. Half a second later, a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

As she approached him, she quickly touched her eyes and took out her contact lenses, revealing a pair of eyes as dark as ink.

"You bumped into me and wanted to leave. Shouldn't you apologize?" She said without any emotion, but the grip on his collar loosened.

The backpacker didn't expect her to suddenly attack. A delicate little dagger slid from his sleeve to his palm, and he was about to stab it, but when it touched her ink-black eyes, he was stunned.

Jian Jinge blinked at him, grabbed his backpack with one hand, and quickly opened a gap with her fingers. She took out things from the storage ring one by one and added them to his backpack, as well as two books.

The boy with the backpack felt the sudden weight of his backpack and blinked. His lonely brows softened a little, and the joy on his brows was fleeting. His lips paused and he silently called out "sister".

Jian Jinge caught a glimpse of the man with light golden eyes approaching them. Knowing that time was limited, he also silently said, "Live well."

He tapped his backpack again, signaling him to carry it carefully and not lose it.

Then she deliberately pushed him hard, knocking him to the ground. Her eyes followed his figure downwards, her hair drooping, temporarily blocking her pupils.

The moment she withdrew her hand, her fingers quickly touched her eyes and put the contact lenses she had just taken off back on.

"Pay attention to the road next time you walk." Jian Jinge said this indifferently and walked past him.

When the man with light golden eyes saw his men being pushed to the ground, his face was instantly filled with hostility and cruelty. The murderous aura burst out of his body. He took a heavy step forward and put his hands on the waist.

Seeing that he was about to attack his sister and showed murderous intent towards her, Jian Qingxing looked at him dimly, then quickly lowered her eyes to hide the coldness in them. She quickly got up from the ground, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and still held the dagger with the other.

He whispered, "Thank you, I'm fine. I did bump into her accidentally just now."

The man with light golden eyes felt the cool touch on his wrist. He lowered his head to look at the beautiful white finger. The murderous and violent look on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Something flashed across her light golden eyes. She paused for a moment, looked away, and took his arm, pulling it towards her. She lowered her voice and said, "If you don't want to die, follow me closely."

Jian Qingxing hummed softly and let him pull her thin arm.

Before leaving, he turned around and took a deep look at the thin and capable figure. Emotions such as reluctance and sadness flashed in his eyes until they turned into calmness.