Jared, his hands trembling, picked up his phone, trying to call his daughter, his wife, or anyone he could reach.
"I'm sorry to break it to you, but not only have all your men been taken down, but there's also no network available around here," Lu Lijun informed him. "That's why Noah had to connect that special device to your TV, so you can at least enjoy a nice movie of one young girl suffering—without the inconvenience of network issues."
Jared's face contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot as if he wanted to strangle Lu Lijun. "I swear, if even a strand of her hair is hurt, I'll make you regret it."
"I'm ready for that," Lu Lijun said coolly. "Just like Yuyan, your daughter will go after those boys who are ready to hurt her the moment she enters that room. Then, she'll come after me. I'll gladly accept my punishment for plotting to harm her. Don't worry. But for now, all I want you to feel the same pain we felt."
