The merchants who refused to leave followed along.
Outside the hotel.
Nan Jiaojiao was sitting inside the car.
Noticing the commotion, she and Yaen Chi simultaneously looked up and saw a group of people coming out.
Bo Yanching, supported and protected by Mo Tingshen and Xu Shu, wore a suit. Despite his inconvenient leg, it couldn't conceal his aura, and he walked slowly with a cane.
His face was calm, with long eyebrows extending toward his temples, and his thin lips appeared sharp. His ink-like eyes held a hint of solemnity, as if his face were as lifeless as death.
Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt a tug at her heart.
She watched Bo Yanching come out.
The car drove up to him. Although he was clearly not agile, he proactively opened the rear door, protecting a middle-aged woman as she got in, and only then did he sit inside.
The car drove off, followed by the other cars behind it.
Yaen Chi started the car, following at the end of the convoy.
