"If we yell now, you, Mr. Luo, wouldn't be able to leave."
Compared to Fujie Akiya's threats, the emotionless way Sumitomo Ryoko made her threat seemed much more fearsome and powerful.
Unfortunately, Sumitomo Ryoko was dealing with Chen Yang. If he was easily threatened, that would truly be a flight of fancy.
"Can't leave?"
Chen Yang, with his hands backwards, looked down calmly upon the pair. "Both of you should worry about yourselves instead. Since I can come in here, naturally, I do not need to worry about whether I can get out."
At Chen Yang's indifferently calm demeanor, Fujie Akiya couldn't help but squint, wondering if this man was carrying any weapons.
It made sense. If he didn't have any lethal weapons, would he dare to barge into this heavily guarded mansion?
That would be seeking death!
