As if he hadn’t heard her, Yi Juncheng held her tightly in his arms. His mellow voice rang in her ears: “I knew you would come.”
Sheng Yang: ???
She felt some remorse. She wouldn’t have come if she had known the real situation here.
He had predicted everything ahead of time.
Yi Juncheng released her slightly and stared at her with glowing eyes as if he understood everything. “Don’t regret it.”
Sheng Yang: “…”
At this moment, Yi Juncheng’s gaze changed then he held the chains again and locked them, signaling Sheng Yang to hide behind him, and his tall figure completely concealed her.
Although it was a strategy, he seemed to quite enjoy it and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.
Sheng Yang already heard the footsteps. She was vigilant but not overly anxious.
More than one person was coming…
After a while, the door was pushed open and people entered. Through the gap, she saw that there were two men.
Her eyes flickered. One of them was Qing Long.
It was just as she guessed. She nodded silently.
“Master Qin.” Qing Long respectfully addressed the man next to him. The man was wearing a black cloak and his face couldn’t be seen.
Yi Juncheng was the only direct grandchild of the Yi family. The Yi family wasn’t only extremely wealthy but also had a lot of secrets that couldn’t be bought with money.
There was a wealth of great talent in the Yi Family; they owned many core technologies and super-powered weapons. It could be said that if you owned the Yi Family, you could master everything.
In addition to the collateral branches of the Yi family, many ambitious people at home and abroad also harbored evil intentions towards this young master.
So Yi Juncheng had long gotten accustomed to a dangerous life.
His parents passed away early and their cause of death was unknown. The only cause that had helped him survive all these years was to find out the reason for his parents’ death, and now there was one more.
He smiled and looked at the girl in his arms who was as cute as a kitten.
She was staring at the man called “Master Qin”. Yi Juncheng had deliberately transferred Gao Feng away, pretended to loosen up and assigned Qing Long to protect him then allowed himself to be tortured. He did all this just to “draw the snake out of its hole”, didn’t he?
She noticed that some parts of his clothes were soaked in blood, which added a touch of indescribable sexiness.
This man could be very patient.
The man called “Master Qin” walked forward step by step, his face finally exposed in the light.
Yi Juncheng tilted his head slightly and smiled playfully, addressing him without any surprise: “Third Uncle.”
The man stared at Yi Juncheng darkly. Just as the rumors said, his nephew was really heartless. His death was at hand but he could still smile!
“Juncheng, don’t blame me. Blame fate.” Master Qin stared at Yi Juncheng ruthlessly. “It’s rumored that the key to the treasure house of the Yi family in the western suburbs is your eyes. Is that true?”
“Yes, but so what?” Yi Juncheng replied casually as he lowered his gaze.
Master Qin became impatient. “Qing Long, take his eyeballs.”
“Yes, Master Qin.” Qing Long quickly stepped forward like a robot. Only then did he discover that there was another person in Yi Juncheng’s arms, and he was taken aback.
As a mercenary, how had he not noticed this person’s breath for so long? What was going on?
He only hesitated for half a second but Sheng Yang had already taken action.
