Bo Qingyu was swift as lightning.
He barely gave anyone time to react, with the muzzle of his gun already aimed at the man causing trouble for Jiang Ruan. His gun was already loaded, and his peach blossom eyes- dark and sinister- swelled with intense animosity.
If it was not for Jiang Ruan standing there...
He would have fired.
Such an arrogant move certainly frightened the several detainees present. Outside the door, the guards raised their guns at Bo Qingyu, ready to fire if he made any hazardous moves.
Xun Huai instantly moved to Bo Qingyu's side, drew out his gun, and emotionlessly aimed it at the man in charge.
"Mr. Bo! Calm down. You know where we are. For what just happened, allow me to apologize on behalf of that reckless man. Please put your gun down."
The man in charge's face turned pale. He hastily looked back at the guards outside pointing their guns, and shouted, "Put it down! Put it down now!"
