With a stuttering tone, it was unclear whether it was excitement or fear.
"Would you like me to sign something for you?" Qi Helian straightened up, looking at those young men, his smile unchanging on his face.
He was clearly smiling, yet it involuntarily sent chills down one's spine. Ji Anning watched Qi Helian, his narrow, phoenix eyes shining with a sinister and sharp light.
"Let's go."
One of the youths, coming to his senses, grabbed the others and ran.
Qi Helian watched their fleeing figures with a calm smirk.
Not far away, suddenly another black car arrived, stopping less than three meters away from the young men.
Then several men in black descended from the car, tall and muscular, and quickly captured the youths.
"Treat these brothers well."
Qi Helian was still smiling slightly, yet his tone was so chilling it made one shudder.
As he spoke, he turned around and stretched his arm, wrapping it around Ji Anning's shoulder, "Baby, let's go."
