The man in black behind him silently held an umbrella over him.
The tracker lost its signal here, blocked by something unknown.
Jun Mochan's heart felt as if it was being scorched over a fire, deeply uncomfortable.
"The lady must not have gone far, send people to conduct a thorough search in this area," Jun Mochan said in a deep voice.
"Yes," Number Three and Number Four immediately got out of the car.
Number Two was still in the car, waiting for Jun Mochan's orders.
Jun Mochan was looking down, fiddling with the tracking signal device.
All he wanted now was to quickly find Ye Ranran and deal with that audacious group.
...
Ye Ranran woke up to a whiff of fragrance, her stomach growling before her eyes fully opened.
Through her blurry vision, she saw a middle-aged woman.
"Awake?" A voice tinged with concern rang beside her ear.
Ye Ranran tried to move and found that aside from feeling a bit weak and powerless, she felt no pain.
