"No, I can't hold on much longer! If you have any other means, don't keep it hidden, or else we'll all die here!"
At this moment, the strain on Hee Jiang's face had become more pronounced, and his body trembled more violently, with beads of sweat like beans covering his ashen face.
"Father!" Seeing Hee Jiang like this, Hee Yu's face was full of anxiety.
"This!" On Luoo Nie's dark and cold face, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Luoo Nie, do you have any means! If you do, don't keep it hidden anymore. I... I really have no other means left!" At this moment, Gu Yan shouted at Luoo Nie.
In his view, it seemed that the Hee family's father and son truly had no other means.
The more they dragged on, the more dangerous it would become for them.
"It seems I have no choice but to rely on myself." At this moment, a soft sigh suddenly sounded, and it was issued by the young lord of Moluo City, Luoo Nie.
