Yan Fengchi sat with his arms crossed, body leaning slightly forward. He remained silent.
Nan Baihao, sowhat helpless, patted his shoulder, "Fengchi, don’t worry."
Ti, 4:30 PM.
Gu Shaocheng first took Chenxing to Kevin’s rcenary free base. He left several of his trusted n to guard her, then a few bulletproof luxury cars lined up and moved forward, stopping half an hour later in front of the gate of a certain courtyard.
Soone was already there waiting to guide them, leading them through a long corridor and finally stopping in front of a grand door on the second floor.
A few n in tight clothing seed to be ready to frisk them.
Baihao glared fiercely, saying, "No one who dared to frisk our n has lived to tell the tale. Want to give it a try?"
The opponents looked at each other in bewildernt.
At that mont, the grand door slowly opened from the inside. Soone said sothing to those n, who then bowed and retreated to either side.
Through the wireless earpiece, Kevin’s lazy voice ca through, accompanied by the faint sound of drinking, "Shaocheng, everything is fine outside. Am I not loyal?"
Gu Shaocheng slightly tugged at the corner of his skirt and walked in without hesitation.
This ti, he brought only a few people: Nan Baihao, Yan Fengchi, including three personal bodyguards Leng Tong and a capable figure from Kevin’s side, with the others remaining on the periter.
Upon entering the splendid hall, Gu Shaocheng casually surveyed the surroundings with a relaxed stroll, approaching the only man leisurely drinking tea while sitting cross-legged on the tatami, and directly sitting cross-legged on the low table in front of him.
The man leisurely played with the tea ceremony.
Smiling, the man lifted his head, "Sect Leader of the Gu Family, truly extraordinary indeed, a sight seldom seen."
Gu Shaocheng lazily returned his gaze, "Mr. Miyai, you flatter ."
The man, in his forties nearing fifty, well-preserved, with a pair of narrow evasive eyes, glanced over the few people behind Gu and his gaze fell on Yan Fengchi, "I presu this gentleman must be Miss Luo Xi’s boyfriend these days? The second son of the Yan family from Canada, please have a seat."
Yan Fengchi stood behind Gu Shaocheng, ignoring him, and just coldly asked, "Where is she?"
Miyai, his one hand in a cast, didn’t react much to Fengchi’s blatant disrespect, still smiling and lifting a cup of tea towards Gu Shaocheng, who leisurely sipped from his own cup. "Mr. Miyai, let’s speak openly. If it’s just these photos for the release terms, I think we can all save each other’s ti."
He took out a stack of photos of his mother and placed them on the low table. "But first, I need to make sure my people are safe."
"Agreed," Miyai swiftly glanced at the photos on the table and nodded. With a gesture, a tight-shirted man behind him pressed a button on a remote control, causing a tablet on the low table to emit a soft hiss and reveal an image.
A woman was hanging in a cage in a room, her gaze sowhat vacant, showing no signs of injury, but Gu Shaocheng imdiately noticed sothing was off with her.
Yan Fengchi stepped forward, looking at the image on the tablet. His tightly clenched fists visibly throbbed as he struggled to maintain a calm voice but still betrayed a hint of distress, "What have you done to her?"
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