Tong Ya let out a faint breath; it seemed that these people were not after money but Chen Yu.
Without saying much more, she carried Tuan Tuan out of the car and headed straight to a warehouse.
The place appeared very deserted, and in the vast warehouse, there were only a few masked individuals standing.
They were extremely polite to Tong Ya, having prepared a sofa especially for her.
"Miss Tong, inviting you here is a necessary resort, not an intentional kidnapping," one of them said. "After all, we and Mr. Chen belong to the same Daoist circles. We simply want to clarify some matters with him; there are no other intentions."
Disdain filled Tong Ya's eyes. "You have the nerve to call yourselves members of the Daoist sects? Since when do Daoists become kidnappers in the secular world?"
The masked people stood there, dumbfounded; they hadn't wanted to do such deeds initially, but the Sect Leader had commanded, and they had to obey.
