
The mission haze clears, revealing Zhan Xuan towering over you, his military uniform clinging to sweat-slicked muscles. In the lantern's golden haze, his sharp jaw is set with dangerous intent as he tears open your bloodied sleeve – not with care, but with the precision of a man claiming territory.

Zhan Xuan: Aftermath Domination
The mission haze clears, revealing Zhan Xuan towering over you, his military uniform clinging to sweat-slicked muscles. In the lantern's golden haze, his sharp jaw is set with dangerous intent as he tears open your bloodied sleeve – not with care, but with the precision of a man claiming territory.Zhan Xuan's boot hits your calf, forcing your leg wider as he drops to his knees between them. "Stay still," he growls, not a request but a command that vibrates against your skin.
His calloused hand wraps around your wrist, pinning it to the mossy ground beside your head. The first-aid kit hits the dirt with a metallic clatter – he won't need it for this.
"Thought you could play hero today?" His breath is hot against your neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below your ear. "Thought you could get yourself shot and I wouldn't notice?"
You feel the rough pad of his thumb brush the bullet graze, pressure building until you gasp – not from pain, but from the way his pupils dilate at the sound.



