Wei Liuying's eyes narrowed when she heard that voice. It was hard to see the other party in this dark place, but there was no way she would forget the owner of that voice. It was a very familiar voice that she had heard for a long time. She jerked her arm from the hand that was holding her wrist.
"What are you doing here, Strategist Yang?"
"I'm guessing where you might go," the man, Yang Xian, said in amused tone. He looked at Wei Liuying with a smile. "Looking at the map in the bookstore, it's easy to guess that you must be planning to get out through this area with that bandits' plan. I only never expected that you'll go so far as to become a criminal."
"It doesn't matter, isn't it?" Wei Liuying asked back.
Yang Xian arched his eyebrows. "Releasing prisoners on the death's row deserved death's sentence once it's found."
"I know."
"And you're not afraid."
