Song Jade looked for a long time, but couldn't find any faults, and had no more excuse to detain Jun Mochan, so he could only let him leave.
"That was close, Young Master." After leaving the scene, Three spoke up.
He didn't possess the coldness of One, nor the dullness of Two; aside from a bit of a cold demeanor, Three was fairly normal.
"It's not the first time, what are you afraid of?" Jun Mochan's eyes were deep, like a dark and haunted forest.
"Song Jade clearly came prepared. If it weren't for the fact that you had us avoid the cameras earlier and had someone hide the guns when we went down, we would have really been out of luck," Three said, clearly still shaken.
"You sure talk a lot," Jun Mochan said coolly with a glance at him.
Three hurriedly shut his mouth.
At the Jun residence.
Ye Ranran was restless; she lay on the bed, glancing at her phone from time to time, wanting to call Jun Mochan but afraid of distracting him and causing an accident.
