This voice is… Baron Lawrence!
Enna Clark turned her head and saw that the man who grabbed the bag missed his strike, angrily picked up the leather bag he had snatched, and smashed it towards the back of the man's head—
Baron Lawrence, protecting them, took the hit directly!
She could feel his body suddenly tensing up, letting out a muffled groan.
Holding onto Gigi, she anxiously grabbed his arm, "Baron Lawrence, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
A dizziness spread from the back of his head, a part of his nerve ending felt like it was being pulled, and his temples suddenly throbbed with pain.
He tried his best to suppress the buzzing pain in his head, furrowing his brows tightly, pursing his lips, and pulled away Enna Clark's hand, saying, "Get to the side!"
Enna Clark was pulled up by him, placed in a safe spot behind him.
