Life-and-death moment.

Put yourself in that scenario.

Would you think of the police?

Most likely not.

The bigger possibility, it’s probably thinking of the person closest to you, or someone you trust the most.

Just like a child would think of their father.

A wife would think of her husband.

So.

Can comrade Jiang Chen really blame the other party?

Apparently not.

The fact that the other party only remembered to call him, what does it indicate?

It indicates that in their mind, he is already the most important person.

Hence, it seems he should feel touched.

Then there’s the question.

If Fujiwara Reiki can’t be blamed, does that mean he should be blamed?

Not that either.

How would he know the second time the wolf actually comes, according to the fable, isn’t it supposed to happen the third time, meaning the next time?

Time certainly cannot be reversed.

So there’s no way to regret anything.

"Does your phone have any signal?"

Jiang Chen quickly asked, even knowing the hope was dim, he still sought confirmation.

"No. They must have used a jamming device, those damn foreigners!"

To prove herself, Fujiwara Reiki found the phone on the ground, and although the screen was shattered, the disheartening signal bar could still be seen in the top right corner.

Presumably, she had been trying to contact the outside and realized there was no signal, smashing the phone in a fit of anger.

"How do you know they’re foreigners?"

"Because their unbearable body odor can be smelled from far away!"

Why do both of them have such sensitive noses?

"What’s the situation outside now?"

Staying calm, this Demoness is still rather composed, aware of the critical situation.

"I didn’t expect there to be so many people."

Is this a sarcastic joke?

Fujiwara Reiki looked at him, didn’t laugh, "How many people did Jiang Sang bring over?"

"Four."

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Reiki’s brows furrowed, finally showing a hint of seriousness on the face of this stunning beauty.

"Too few."

And she made a point to add, "Those foreigners are all elites."

Of course.

For such an important mission.

And it’s a cross-border operation.

How could they possibly send a bunch of amateurs?

Jiang Chen watched her face closely, making Fujiwara Reiki feel a bit uneasy.

"What’s wrong?"

"Does this house have any secret passage?"

"..."

Fujiwara Reiki fell silent, not sure what thoughts were swirling in her mind, after a while, she replied, "If there was, would Li Ji have waited until now?"

"You don’t even have this level of vigilance?"

Jiang Chen reproached.

Fujiwara Reiki’s eyes showed grievance, "Li Ji actually thought about it, but felt that even if a secret passage was built, it would definitely be dismantled by the city management, so she didn’t waste the effort."

City management?

Is this another sarcastic joke?

Jiang Chen’s mouth twitched.

"Jiang Sang, what now?"

Fujiwara Reiki asked.

Jiang Chen breathed slowly, solemnly saying, "When I came in, I saw there were about twenty-one people outside. Based on your estimate, do my people combined with Sakura have a chance to break out?"

Boss Jiang’s insight is equally impressive.

In such haste and urgency, he still managed to count the remaining enemies.

Being able to quietly gather a large force of dozens of people in the heart of Shen Zhou is not an easy task; it must have undergone meticulous disguise and planning.

"How did Jiang Sang get in just now?"

Fujiwara Reiki asked a question unrelated to Jiang Chen’s inquiry but nonetheless crucial.

It’s just... didn’t hear any noise outside?

Really deaf to the world outside the window?

What if it wasn’t Jiang Chen coming in and Sakura had betrayed the trust?

Such a hypothesis seems meaningless.

Life doesn’t have "what ifs."

"By car."

"By car?"

Fujiwara Reiki’s eyes brightened, as if saying it’s super cool, then intensely stared at Jiang Chen, naturally pursued, "Then why not drive out?"

Good question.

Jiang Chen seemed to let out a long breath, patiently explained, "The ground is covered with nails, the car can’t get out."

Fujiwara Reiki showed regret.

"Really no secret passage?"

Jiang Chen was still reluctant to give up.

Fujiwara Reiki shook her head, lightly sighed, "If Jiang Sang wants to break out, it depends on the skill level of your people.

"If they’re as skilled as Sakura... perhaps there’s a chance."

As skilled as Sakura?

Although not yet measured up, with Sakura being a genius ninja from Japan, if the Four Great Kings could be compared, then the overall level of Japanese Samurai would be remarkably poor.

Of course.

Provided Fujiwara Reiki isn’t exaggerating.

But would she exaggerate?

Yes.

But not in this aspect.

Moreover, Sakura’s exceptional dart skills are well-known, almost bringing scenes from a classic martial arts series of many years ago to life.

The same point-directed throwing.

The only difference is the TV used flying knives.

Seeing Jiang Chen silent, Fujiwara Reiki undoubtedly knew the answer, even while in peril, life hanging by a thread, still maintained a rational mind, objectively analyzing, "Even if they’re not as good as Sakura, as long as they reach half Sakura’s level, they can risk trying."

Risk?

How casual.

Could this Demoness really be fearless?

Having an adventurous spirit is certainly a valuable trait, but it must be based on objective reality.

Sending a person who can’t swim to cross the Yangtze River, is that called adventure?

That’s called seeking death.

Breaking out and "risking a try" is indeed simple.

But life can’t be rewound.

What if the attempt fails?

Then it would truly become two butterflies — you and me, fluttering entwined, forever soaring over this mortal world～

Early on, someone indeed took many risks, what he possesses today is, in fact, a true reflection of the saying, "Seek prosperity through danger."

But this is one time, that was another.

People are always most courageous when they’re young and ignorant.