The sky was darkening, and as night descended, a cold wind howled.
At this time in the woods, there were two abandoned wooden huts, which were cleaned up by a group of visiting martial artists, who temporarily settled there.
They lit two fires in the courtyard.
From patrol to protector, a total of eight people from Yanyu Building came today.
All of them were experts from the building.
"Who are you people? Let me go, or when my family comes, you won't have a good outcome!"
Ke Shouwang was tied up hands and feet, with a black cloth over his eyes.
He was forced to lean in a corner, cold air creeping into his clothes from the ground, making him very agitated.
Liu Qianfang looked at him, let out a cold laugh, turned, and pushed the door open to leave.
She entered another room.
"Thank you for your help this time, Boss Wu. Once things are settled, I will surely give you a generous reward!" Liu Qianfang clasped her hands in gratitude as martial artists often do.
