I glanced at Xing Chuan, who was so agitated it was as if he was going crazy. “Old monster! Don’t touch her!” 

*Bang!* The executors threw him into the ejectable capsule harshly. Xing Chuan’s voice instantly vanished as they closed the door.  

The capsule rose slowly to a vertical position, and I saw Xing Chuan struggling and pounding hard on the cabin door. His dark hair was all messed up from his vigorous action, his eyes raging with anger behind his hair. He was still roaring and shouting maniacally but I couldn’t hear him anymore.

Suddenly, the hands on my shoulders slid down along my arms. When I’d come back to reality, Cang Yu had hugged me from behind and placed the remote control in my hand.

My...