Without waiting for the old master of the Gong Family to agree, Mu Lin had already walked over to Tang Qian again, his eyes icy,"You, lead the way."
"Is this how you ask for help?" Gong Ning looked coldly at Mu Lin; Before Tang Qian could react, Gong Ning already couldn't hold back.
"Asking for help?" Mu Lin scoffed, meeting her murderous gaze, "Which one of your eyes saw me... asking him for help?"
His eyes swept across Tang Qian's face, and the mocking curve of his mouth grew colder, "As the husband of Miss Gong, shouldn't he lead the way for me? After all, the person I'm going to rescue... is his wife."
"Or is he unwilling to save her?" Mu Lin raised an eyebrow, "If that's really the case, then perhaps I can't do anything." It wasn't her fault, was it?
As for this matter of asking for help… Mu Lin felt this was a question not worth considering.
Does this problem truly exist?
