Throughout her journey, Qiao Yun found that there were no outsiders on the island, just people from the organization.
It seemed that the island was under the organization's control.
Qiao Yun was brought to a villa, and as expected, the villa was surrounded by fully armed guards.
Qiao Yun glanced up at the villa, and the woman who had been following her impatiently reached out, intending to push her.
"Get inside already," she warned. "Don't even think about running, it's useless, everyone here is one of us."
Qiao Yun, with her back to the woman, didn't see the hand coming but sharply stepped to the side, avoiding the attempted push.
She turned around, her gaze cold as she gave the surprised woman, staring at her own hand in doubt, a disdainful look.
"Don't touch me."
Qiao Yun disliked being touched by strangers.
Even though she was now a hostage without any threat to offer, the woman still jumped at the chill in Qiao Yun's eyes.
She couldn't help but mutter to herself.