"Damn it! Situ Yan's forehead veins bulged. Should have killed them all earlier!"
Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock was heard.
The two exchanged glances; the door was already opened.
Mutaha walked in with two men dressed in blue ethnic clothing, wearing hats.
Seeing that Xia Xiaonuan was awake, a smile played on his lips.
His originally handsome face now bore a hideous expression.
"What do you want? Let us out!" Xia Xiaonuan shouted.
Situ Yan spoke fluently in English, "If you have a grudge, take it out on me, let her go!"
Mutaha raised an eyebrow and glanced at Situ Yan.
Suddenly, he stepped forward and punched Situ Yan on the side of his face.
Situ Yan's mouth bled; he glared fiercely at Mutaha.
"Attacking from behind, what kind of a man are you!"
"Hahaha..." Mutaha laughed triumphantly, grabbing Situ Yan's hair, and said through gritted teeth, "You killed my most prized subordinate! Made me soak in water for two hours... I will make you pay dearly!"
