"Young Master, I didn't mean that…" the bodyguard said, petrified.
"Evacuate them immediately, use the back door!"
"Yes!"
Xiao Lang, carried by someone, and Di Sheng, pushed by another, hastily retreated towards the back door, intending to leave before the police arrived.
As they pushed open the back door, they all froze.
Outside, a large number of troops had gathered; they were holding sniper rifles aimed directly at them.
It turned out the police had arrived early, and they had noticed too late.
"Young Master, what should we do? Should we fight our way out?" one bodyguard whispered to Ruan Tianling.
Ruan Tianling stood among them, not panicking at all, but rather very composed.
"Let's surrender," he said lightly.
"Young Master?!" the bodyguard looked at him in shock.
Ruan Tianling smirked coldly, what else could they do if not surrender at this point?
Resist? That would be seeking death!
