Yu Qin was slightly startled.
The office fell silent.
Both were thinking.
The speed of these forces was somewhat beyond their expectations.
In this way, a situation was arising: someone would try to snatch their target.
The more forces involved, the more complicated the situation would become; the difficulty of making a move against Lin Chuan would increase, and correspondingly, the likelihood of success would decrease.
Yu Qin clenched her fists and breathed out a heavy breath through her nose, snorting, "If they want to compete with me for the person, let's see who's faster and whose methods are stronger!"
Anling, after all, was almost her home turf.
That was her advantage and the source of her confidence.
"We could also make a nice sum of money by capturing Lin Chuan; it would serve as some compensation for our losses," Lucas said gravely.
