Perhaps because Ji Weixi had moved too much, the rat was frightened off and sneaked into a crack.
Ji Weixi, having completely recovered found that she couldn't stand, and it was terrible having her hand tied upwards with the hemp rope.
Crack—
Footsteps echoed behind her. Turning with much difficulty, she found a meek-looking Mo Nanfeng discussing away with a fierce-looking man with a scar on his face.
There were many other thugs hanging behind them.
Her gaze turned as cold as ice, and she shot a deadly glare at Mo Nanfeng.
She could not wait to cut him into tiny little pieces.
Meanwhile, Scarface walked up to Ji Weixi and looked at her from head to toe, narrowing his eyes. "This is her?"
Mo Nanfeng nodded. "Yes, Bro Dong! He is Li Shaoling's woman!"
