Lynx gripped his pistol tightly, the muzzle pressed against Si Ren's forehead. His heart was hammering, but his hand on the gun remained rock steady, without the slightest trace of a tremor.
He knew the situation was extremely tricky. Since the target had managed to track him down here, reinforcements would soon arrive, forcing him to make the right decision.
Si Ren felt the chill of the muzzle against his brow, yet his heart didn't ripple in the slightest.
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