Helian Ling Kong tightened his grip on the knife, pulled back his hand, and turned his head coldly to the side: "Fine, I agree to let you go."
Yiyi looked at his hard and indifferent profile in surprise, feeling a huge sense of relief inside. She understood that he was a man of his word. Since he said he would let her go, he would ensure her safe departure.
She then put down the gun pointed at his neck.
However, she was a bit taken aback that he gave in so easily. After all, such a proud and confident man couldn't possibly fear her threats, nor would he succumb to them.
Was it... because of their past relationship?
"Thank you." She spoke softly and with complexity.
"Thank you? Ha, that's unexpected. I'm afraid you won't really thank me in the future." Helian Ling Kong sneered ambiguously, then commanded others to lower their guns and let Yiyi and the others leave.
