"No, Young Master, you're injured. I should stay to protect you. Let Wa Jun take men over to rescue Miss Fengxuan," Amu disagreed.
Lu Xingye snatched the gun from Amu's hand, pointing the muzzle at him, "Follow my orders immediately!"
"Young Master..."
"Scram!"
The crimson fury in Lu Xingye's eyes was like that of a demon from hell, on the verge of losing control.
Amu dared not defy his bottom line and had to take Wa Jun and the others to rescue Lu Fengxuan first, carefully searching every room.
The kidnappers outside were almost completely cleared out.
Only Thin Tiger and a few of his men were still putting up a stubborn resistance, and they had fled into the deep mountains and forests behind, taking advantage of the police not yet catching up.
Yan followed the signal on his tracker and kicked open the door of the room where Lu Fengxuan and Yan Huaizheng were being held.
Inside, Lu Fengxuan was struggling to carry Yan Huaizheng on her back, with Xiaoyi closely following.
