Upon hearing what Yang Fan said, Xiang Xue Ting's face suddenly became extremely grave.
Yang Fan rarely saw such an expression on her face.
She had always been a girl with a somewhat careless and optimistic nature. Even when her family faced big troubles, she remained very calm and optimistic. But with this issue, Yang Fan could clearly see she was truly worried.
However, this matter was indeed no small affair.
"Brother Fanzi, you're really in trouble now," Xiang Xue Ting murmured after a long while.
Even her breath through her nostrils seemed heavier.
Yang Fan nodded, "It's a pity, I don't have much choice. Now that it has come to this, I will absolutely not hand those things over. If I don't, there may still be leeway to maneuver. But if I were to hand those things over, my death would be certain."
