"I'll explain it to you when we get home," Wen Xin said, looking into Mu Chengxi's dark, puzzled eyes. She gave him a light smile; He had the kind of adorable expression only he could make in such a tense moment.
The men surrounding Wen Xin's car seemed to have realized the person they were dealing with was incredibly dangerous. They took an involuntary step back after confirming that their comrade had no pulse.
At that moment, a bearded foreign man respectfully approached Wen Xin's car window and knocked gently three times. "I apologize for my subordinate's rudeness. We caught up with you because we have something important to discuss. You can name your terms. What conditions would make you willing to release Geng Zewei and his group?"
