Chapter 909

Gu Yun's head was spinning violently. He knew exactly what they intended to do, but his body refused to obey—every limb felt like lead. Panic surged through him. With a desperate shove, he pushed away the figures crowding around him, staggering sideways in search of escape. But his pursuers weren't about to let their prey slip away. Fumbling for his phone with trembling hands, Gu Yun smashed his forehead against the wall—the sharp pain the only thing cutting through his dizziness. His mind raced blankly; who could he call for help? In his disoriented state, his fingers dialed on their own accord. Only when the line connected did he realize—he'd called Pei Chuan. "Hello?" But the voice that answered belonged to Linda. That single word extinguished his last flicker of hope. All resistance drained from his body. What was the point? The phone slipped from his grasp as rough hands seized him. He didn't struggle when they dragged him out of the bar. Let this be the end, then. This... was how