Mu Xi stared blankly at him, not understanding his meaning.
Or perhaps she did understand, and because she did, she wished she didn't.
However, the man did not intend to give her time to react. He withdrew his hand and turned around with a lack of interest, his long legs taking him toward the interior of the hotel, leaving behind three cold and concise words.
"Let's go."
Mu Xi was startled and turned her head, only to see a few smug human traffickers smiling triumphantly as they moved toward her.
If she were caught and taken back again, she would really never be able to escape.
Her mind went blank in an instant, she was thoroughly flustered, disregarding the severe pain in her right wrist, and without thinking, she rushed forward and grasped the man's clothes again.
She had no choice; in this country separated from her parents and brother by the Pacific Ocean, a place still chaotic and backward, with wolves closely watching and chasing her.
