This sentence was clearly very ambiguous, yet Wen Wan felt it was more like holding a grudge against an enemy.
"Seeing this scar here, you better obey me tonight, or else, I can't guarantee what I might do to you," Mo Siluo threatened.
Wen Wan snorted coldly, "Are you dreaming?" The moment she got a chance, she would run. Not running would be foolish.
However, Mo Siluo didn't give her the chance. As soon as they got out of the car, he grabbed her from the back of her collar with his left hand, and despite his use of only one hand, Wen Wan couldn't break free. Kicking her legs, she was carried into a club by him.
The club looked high-class and seemed to operate on a membership basis. At first, Wen Wan thought it was just a place for entertainment, but she later realized it was merely a front.
After Mo Siluo carried her inside, he headed straight to the third floor. A banquet was being held there, with men and women mingling around.
