"What were you just trying to do? Hmm?" Xu Ke took a step forward, closing the distance between them, staring unblinkingly at Yun Rulan, and said in a voice that was devoid of warmth.
"Brother Long, what are you waiting for? Tie him up and take him back now, or do you not want the remaining twenty-five million?" Yun Rulan's sharp voice echoed repeatedly in the abandoned warehouse, causing a few men inside to frown. Brother Long, in particular, dug at his ear openly in front of Yun Rulan and then stood directly behind Xu Ke.
"I wanted it before, but now I don't." Brother Long stood behind Xu Ke, and the other two people in the room also stood by him, clearly expressing their stance. If Yun Rulan's legs were weak earlier, now her face was as pale as paper, cold sweat soaking through her clothes in an instant.
