"Still don't want to talk?" Rui Kun sneered, "No problem, I'll make you talk."
He pulled out a syringe and a small bottle of liquid from his pants pocket.
Jian Xi certainly knew what that would be.
"Are you going to talk now, or later?" Nan Mufeng asked, his icy voice void of emotion.
Absolutely cannot reveal Feng Huang, Jian Xi's eyes darted as she quickly pondered a strategy.
"Jian, I'll count to three," Nan Mufeng said.
This was the first time he used "Jian" as her name.
[I am Jian Xi, people in Jianghu call me Jian...]
The introduction she used to give echoed in Nan Mufeng's ears. Seeing Rui Kun had already drawn the liquid into the syringe. Nan Mufeng suddenly stopped him: "Kun, wait."
"Boss?" Rui Kun frowned, his voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with anger.
If Nan Mufeng dared to go soft on this woman again, he wouldn't mind taking him down too!
"Let her out." Nan Mufeng abruptly ordered.
"Boss!" Xiao Hang also protested angrily.
