"Organization? What organization?" Ling Tianya vaguely heard that word. The first thing that crossed her mind was a terrorist organization.
During the few years she was abroad, she had heard news about terrorist attacks from time to time, but there hadn't been similar incidents in China.
Suddenly, the low volume chatter outside stopped. There was the sound of footsteps, followed by someone yelling, "Mr. Bai!"
"Mr. Bai?" Ling Tianya's eyebrows tightened as she remembered someone.
"Is the person in the case?" The voice sounded deep and familiar.
"Yes." The scarred man replied.
"Was there any problem?"
The scarred man paused, then shook his head firmly, "No."
"Open the case. Bring the person over."
The case was opened, and Ling Tianya finally saw light again. The brightness of the light made her eyes water profusely because she'd been in the dark so long.
