Chu Yi gripped Han Lingyue's hand tightly, having activated his Heavenly Eye, he looked toward the business van.
There were only two people in the car, and both were wearing masks. Chu Yi's Heavenly Eye couldn't penetrate those masks—he couldn't see their true faces!
This was the first time he had encountered such a phenomenon!
He panicked in an instant!
"Chu Bro, what's... what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Chu Yi calmed himself and quickly led the two forward a few steps.
The driver with the mask seemed to sneer, and Chu Yi saw his eyes.
A blood-red, utterly cold!
"Chu Yi, Chen Dan, Han Lingyue."
The voice, void of any emotion, came muffled from beneath a mask.
Chu Yi paused, then nodded.
The man in the mask gestured toward the back seat, signaling for them to get in the car.
"Chu Bro, is it really okay? Getting into a car so rashly... is it not a bit..."
Chen Dan said with some worry.
