Feng Yi rubbed his numbed arm that was tied up, gritting his teeth as he looked at Liao Tingxiao sitting on the sofa: "If you dare to touch my little sister-in-law, I'll blow this place up."
Liao Tingxiao shrugged indifferently, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips: "I'm waiting for Lu Jinghan to come and find me personally."
Feng Yi knew now wasn't the time to confront Liao Tingxiao head-on. They were all injured and unarmed. He could only suppress the anger in his heart, leave with his men, and plan further.
After seeing Feng Yi and his group leave, Han Xi felt a bit relieved. The wound on her back hurt a lot; she had to rest well now and couldn't let Liao Tingxiao notice any flaws later.
Fu Bin had also boarded another plane with his people. He had to ensure Han Xi's safety, otherwise he couldn't face Lu Jinghan.
It was hard to tell how much time had passed, but by the time the plane landed at an overseas airport, it was already noon the next day.
