Especially when Song Yan saw the face of the last man who walked in, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes.
How could it be him?
"Uncle! Save me!"
Yunyang's voice suddenly rose, instantly attracting the man's attention.
Song Yan subconsciously avoided his gaze and turned her back to him.
What had Yunyang just shouted?
Uncle?
"Uncle, I'm here, save me quickly!" Yunyang cried out with even more desperation, as if he was on the brink of life and death.
The man's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and with just a look, all the men in black surged forward. In two seconds, Song Yan was firmly held down, unable to move.
Yunyang blinked in a daze; the situation had changed too rapidly, and he had not anticipated that his uncle would be so unsympathetic.
He couldn't help but mutter, "Uncle, tell your men to be gentle, she's a girl."
The man's voice was indifferent and cold, with a hint of sharpness, "I think you're the one acting like a girl."
Yunyang: "..."
