Si Yi's deep eyes scrutinized Yun Jian again.
His ears did not fail him, she had mentioned the sandalwood box just now.
The object in his hand was indeed the sandalwood box. – An ordinary girl knew it too?
"Young master, what do we do with these people?" The more mature-looking man standing beside Si Yi asked.
"These people" were none other than Yun Jian and Mu Xiang with her gang.
"Don't kill me! No – no!" Mu Xiang was already trembling when she saw Si Yi lift his pistol. Now hearing their conversation, she could only crawl toward where she came from since she was already plopped to the ground.
Brother Hu and his lackeys had the color completely drained from their faces while they quivered.
Only Yun Jian stood still in silence, not freaking out despite the scene. It was as if they were just fooling around, habitual to one's daily life.
"Let's go." Si Yi withdrew his gaze from Yun Jian and instructed the other two males.
