Rachel looked at Connor and couldn't help but ponder.
She felt that what Connor had said made sense. After all, if both she and Connor were caught by the Collier family, no one would be able to save them.
If she left now, knowing that he was captured, she could immediately use her family's connections to rescue him.
"Alright, then I'll leave first."
Rachel nodded lightly and handed over the pistol she had prepared beforehand to Connor.
It was a specially customized pistol, compact and easy to carry.
"Although this pistol is small, its power is immense. Even Black-rank martial artists wouldn't be able to withstand its force. Unfortunately, the bullets are limited, so use them sparingly," she whispered to him.
"Sure, I understand. Don't worry!"
He took the pistol and discreetly concealed it within his clothing.
After a brief hesitation, she pushed open the car door and stepped out.
