Lu Feng still intended to say something, but Yu Lingqian coldly spoke at this moment: "You have one minute left to deliver Mu Anran completely."
Hearing Yu Lingqian's tone, the sentinels guarding the door became even more troubled.
They weren't unaware of Yu Lingqian's identity, nor were they ignorant of his temperament.
But without their boss's word from inside, if they let anyone in, they'd be in big trouble too.
"Sorry, Young Master Yu, we are just..."
Before one of them could finish speaking, Yu Lingqian interrupted coldly.
At this moment, he was enveloped in an icy aura from Hell, his chilling words squeezed out seemingly from between clenched teeth: "Get out of my way."
As soon as Yu Lingqian finished speaking, all the bodyguards behind him drew their guns from their waists.
The dark muzzles pointed at the sentinels' foreheads.
Lu Feng, watching the closest sentinel to him, kicked forward, "Our boss never talks to people who don't understand human language. Move."
