"Hmph, hurry up!" Ye Chen glanced back at Yang Guang. Yang Guang quickly followed Ye Chen upstairs.
Although the villa was grand and magnificent, it didn't make the two feel any bit of regret. The items that were destroyed, the priceless oil paintings on the walls that were shot through, and even the spiral staircase, crafted from rare wood, had several steps broken by the two of them.
They pushed open the door to a bedroom on the second floor. Yan was anxiously looking out the window, but from this angle, nothing could be seen. She had been held captive here for almost half a month, and every day the Saudi Arabian King would come by with fake concern, apart from that, there was almost nothing else. Yunyan knew that the old King had ill intentions because of her beauty, which made Yunyan very angry.
An old guy in his seventies or eighties still showing interest in young girls.
"Yan!" Ye Chen burst through the door.
