"She's going to be fine." Min Yu's face reverted to normal. He turned to glance at Li Chenhui and the others and instructed. "Send them back to the hotel safely."
Yang Yi nodded reverently. "Yes, Boss."
Min Yu did not linger there any longer and carried her downstairs.
Yang Yi put his gun away at his waist as he walked toward Li Chenhui and the others. He swiftly undid the rope binding them.
After they were unbound, they finally snapped out of their daze.
Dead bodies belonging to the gunmen whom Huo Yao had taken out were still lying around them. The moment they saw their bodies and weapons lying on the ground, the same thought emerged in their minds in unison.
What exactly was Junior Sister's identity?
Even after they got into Yang Yi's car they could not wrap their minds around the whole event.
By the time they got back to the hotel, an hour had passed. After sending them back, Yang Yi drove off.
