The fan wielding a sharp knife had pupils filled with anxiety and unease, and they also emitted faint signals of danger, suggesting his mind was not at all clear.
"This guy's on drugs," Jiang Xiaobai said.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked at his words, especially Sister Beads, who was so scared her face turned pale. A person on drugs could fall into a state of frenzy, which meant this fanatical fan had no idea what he was doing.
"Call, call the police!"
At this juncture, Sister Beads had no choice but to pin her hopes on the police.
"Let me try, okay?" Jiang Xiaobai was eager to defuse the crisis for Yang Ying'er, as she was good friends with Wen Xinyao.
"You get lost!" Sister Beads's attitude towards him remained unchanged.
"Fine, you call the police then, I'd like to see what they can do when they get here!" Jiang Xiaobai snorted coldly.
