Sun Lixia paced back and forth in the lavish living room of her villa, worry etched deeply into her features. The tension was palpable, a living force seeming to permeate every inch of the opulent space.
"Mom, I still think it's too risky for you to go there," Li Xinjie said, breaking the heavy silence. "We have no idea what sort of trap they may be laying."
Li Chen nodded in solemn agreement. "Xinjie's right. Involving yourself directly is far too dangerous at this stage."
Sun Lixia whirled on them, eyes flashing. "And does that mean we simply abandon Cen Yuhuan to die at their hands?" Her voice took on a dangerous edge as she stared at her younger son. "Leave your own girlfriend to suffer unspeakable torments, Xinjie?"
Li Xinjie visibly flinched at his mother's words, then fell silent, his jawmuscles clenching as he thought of Cen Yuhuan's perilous situation. After a tense moment, he spoke again, quieter but no less resolved.
