"Sure." Qiao Xun nodded.
"Wait…" The woman asked her subordinates warily, "Did he come alone?"
"Yes, we haven't spotted anyone following him."
Li Hanzhou sneered, "What, are you scared of me?"
The woman's complexion turned sour; she wanted to lash out at Li Hanzhou.
Li Hanzhou gave her a casual glance; his presence suddenly became fierce, like a sword yet to be unsheathed, causing the woman's limbs to stiffen involuntarily.
Unconsciously, cold sweat broke out on her back.
She felt a sense of relief inside, thankful that they had Qiao Yun in their grasp, otherwise, it would have been them who might have ended up dead to make Li Hanzhou submit.
Li Hanzhou withdrew his gaze, sneering once more, "You wanted me, so now here I am. Why, you don't dare to make your move?"
"…"
Li Hanzhou then looked at Qiao Yun, his eyes filled with cold light instantly became tender, "Little one, come here."
Without any hesitation, Qiao Yun started walking towards him.
