Inside the abandoned warehouse.
Situ Yan, with her hands tied up, both hoped and dreaded that Jiang Feng would come.
As she reiterated before, she knew this place was extremely dangerous. The Myanmar people, led by Tasha, were armed with weapons and guns, and they outnumbered him. Even if Jiang Feng had some skills, it would be difficult for him to escape unharmed. If, in the end, she caused Jiang Feng's death, she would blame herself for life.
"So, feeling uncomfortable yet?" Tasha walked over with a smirk and asked Situ Yan.
"You've messed with a beast. Soon, you'll all be torn to pieces!" Situ Yan gritted her teeth and replied.
"Haha, are you talking about that guy named Jiang? You still have so much confidence in him? I'm curious, in such a small place like Binhai, is there really a strong person who makes you pin such high hopes?" Tasha mocked.
Situ Yan remained silent, raising her head to gaze in the direction of the warehouse entrance, her heart filled with worry.
