At that moment, facing Yun Ling's inquiry, Li Qiao did not give a direct answer.
She tapped her knee lightly, then passed over the phone, "Don't worry about who I am, take a look at this person first, do you recognize them?"
And on the illuminated screen, Shang Fu's photo was distinctly displayed.
Yun Ling glanced at it, narrowed his eyes, and let out a cold laugh, "Why should I tell you?"
"Because I can decide whether you come and go," Li Qiao hooked her lips up, her tone intriguing, "And also because I can temporarily keep your mercenary branch at the border safe."
Yun Ling's expression underwent a drastic change, his fingers spread on the table also trembled, his eyes full of disbelief, "How did you..." know.
The mercenary branch at the border, within the International Club, only he and his brother were privy to it.
Even the other core members were not informed by them in the slightest.
