Yeh Hannian seemed struck by lightning, his brow and eyes stern, "Li Jian, have you sunk to such depravity? Even resorting to such despicable methods?"
"Wei Zhao!" Li Jian's hand holding the cigar was trembling, "Release the child!"
Wei Zhao refused, it was his first time disobeying orders, "I'm sorry, I have to do this. You've been given a death order from above; if you don't capture Yeh Hannian this time, upon return... you'll be half-dead."
"That's my concern!"
Li Jian reached out, "Give me the child."
Wei Zhao gritted his teeth hard, resolved not to comply, but the instinctive obedience to Li Jian caused him to hesitate.
Before he could decide, there was a sudden whooshing behind him; turning hastily, he only caught the shadow of a whip.
The next second, the child in his hand was snatched away by the whip.
Tuantuan fell into Nan Jiaojiao's hands.
