"Old Mo didn't come?"
Xi Nanfeng helped Ji Wei down, settled her on the yacht, and asked.
Ji Wei wasn't in high spirits and nodded lightly. "They've taken a hostage to threaten Mo Qian. He's probably gone to negotiate..."
"Goddamnit! Those bastards don't give a damn about lives! I'm gonna go fight them!" Xi Nanfeng, filled with righteous indignation, rolled up his sleeves, pulled a handgun from his pocket, and prepared to leap onto the cruise ship.
However, just as he made a jumping motion, Qin Sixue grabbed him by the arm. "Brother Nanfeng, don't go! It's dangerous!"
"Let go." Xi Nanfeng turned back coldly. "My brothers are still up there. How can I cower like a turtle here?"
"Brother Nanfeng, the people up there wouldn't blink an eye to kill. If something happens to you... I... I..." Qin Sixue's voice trembled as her eyes reddened. She clutched the hem of his shirt tightly, refusing to let go.
