Ye Moran was stunned for a long time and suddenly laughed hoarsely.
"Is that so? That means she won't ignore Qiao Yebai's life or death. She will definitely come to see me!"
Yan Sijue clenched his hands tightly, his voice icy: "Ye Moran!"
Ye Moran glanced at him, his gaze like a cold snake's tongue: "I've said it, unless she comes to see me herself, I will never let Qiao Yebai leave alive! As for you, Young Master Yan, if you're willing, you can exchange something that interests me to spare Qiao Yebai from suffering."
Yan Sijue stood up, looking at him expressionlessly.
"I didn't expect his life to be so valuable, actually making Young Master Yan come all this way." Ye Moran maliciously laughed, "Since you're willing to pay such a high price for him, you probably can't bear to see him suffer, right?"
