"What exactly do you want? Just say it."
Jiang Xiaoxiao sensed something was amiss; everything Brother Yong did was interconnected, yet the motive behind each action was unclear.
That was the strangest part—could it truly be just for her?
If it was about money, it should have been mentioned in the letter. There were no demands for ransom nor any other requests—just her presence was required.
Brother Yong laughed, "It's simple. I want your life."
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled.
"Do we have a grudge against each other?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao relaxed instead; it was more or less as she had expected. The purpose was clear—it was aimed directly at her.
Brother Yong also laughed. If not for their opposing stances, he had quite an admiration for this woman before him.
So young, and yet facing him—a man as ruthless as he was—without a hint of fear.
