Pei Ya quietly stepped behind Han Wang, pretending he wasn't present at the scene.
Han Wang: "..."
Weren't you full of bravado just now?
Qiao Yun decided not to comment on Pei Ya's futile attempt to cover things up for now. Her gaze swept across the room and finally landed on Herbert.
"You still haven't answered me—why can't she leave?"
Her voice was as calm as ever, completely devoid of any questioning tone.
Nolan looked at Qiao Yun with a puzzled expression.
The young woman's demeanor was understated, her face giving the impression of someone youthful, yet the oppressive aura radiating from her seemed almost tangible.
Even the man standing silently behind her—one glance revealed he wasn't a simple character either.
Who were these two?
Why did they seem somewhat familiar?
Nolan couldn't recall.
The others present were grappling with the same question.
