The man's cold and emotionless words rang in her ears, making Hua Nuan's scalp tingle slightly.
God knows.
Huo Zun must be at the peak of his anger, just barely containing his rage and not directing it at her.
From the man's eyes, she could see that she was doomed.
There was no way to escape.
Hua Nuan forced a smile at the corner of her mouth and murmured, "Yeah, I miss you too. I was thinking of you while piloting the helicopter, otherwise, I wouldn't have cursed repeatedly."
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Hua Nuan scanned the surroundings, carefully examining any potential weapons she could use.
But unfortunately, there were none...
The man had her pinned down tightly, and Hua Nuan tentatively suggested, "Huo Zun, how about... we get up and talk? This position feels a bit strange, and it wouldn't look good if someone saw."
"Turn off the main surveillance and controls for me. I'll personally fly this helicopter now."
"Yes, Mr. Huo."
Hua Nuan: "..."
