He unlocked the acupuncture points, but the little boy in black still didn't move. He sat on the ground watching Luo Qianqian, as if he wanted to devour her. Then he got up, bowed gently to the two, and quickly left without any hesitation.
"How do you think he reports back after following us?" Luo Qianqian looked at his black silhouette, slightly furrowing her brow with a worried expression.
"He naturally has his methods." Yan rolled his eyes at Luo Qianqian, clearly angry, while Luo Qianqian still seemed oblivious.
"Speaking of which, who sent him?" Luo Qianqian finally remembered the question she most wanted to ask, but struggled to find an answer.
Yan looked as if he understood everything, paying no attention to Luo Qianqian's thoughtful demeanor.
They left early so those at the auction can be ruled out, leaving only two possibilities.
One is someone from the auction, targeting him, or more precisely, his identity and the power behind him.
