As soon as Zhan Moxiao finished speaking, Ou Lan became nervous.
She darted her eyes from side to side and also noticed people lurking between the gaps of the trees, "Could they be Lan Rui's people?"
Zhan Moxiao said, "It's possible; he's always wanted to capture me alive." He turned to look at his little wife, "Are you scared?"
Ou Lan shook her head, "Not scared at all. I'm not a weakling with no power to fight. If they dare come, I'll make sure they can't even find their teeth after I'm done with them."
Zhan Moxiao tightly gripped the girl's hand and nodded appreciatively. His wife should indeed have such courage; otherwise, there would always be times when he couldn't protect her.
"Lanlan, don't act rashly. These people want to wait until we're deeper in the jungle to make a move. I can't predict what traps might lie ahead, so for now, let's quietly retreat to the beach. If the situation gets bad, we can take the yacht and leave."
"Okay."
