Su Yan listened and blinked her eyes,
"If I win, what happens?"
Feng Rong parted his lips, revealing a breathtaking smile.
"What do you want?"
"Get me out of here."
Feng Rong's gaze lingered on Su Yan's cheek
After a long while, he nodded.
"Alright."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped aside from Su Yan.
He strolled over to a spot nearby.
Leaning against the wall, dressed in black, his posture was laid-back.
His eyelashes drooped, and his voice fell lightly,
"Go ahead."
Just as he spoke, the bodyguard from before immediately made a move.
His technique was skillful and proficient; it was evident that every move was trained.
A veteran.
Su Yan lowered her eyes slightly, and the raindrop-shaped Crystal Stone on her wrist appeared, flashing briefly.
This scene was seen clearly by Feng Rong and taken in.
In the next second, Su Yan engaged the bodyguard, and they started fighting.
Their arms collided.
Su Yan stood there unmoved.
