The rough man was incredibly thorough, standing in Mengyao's position to consider the problem, leaving the three women feeling varying degrees of bitterness.
"What should we do now?"
"What on earth should we do?"
Qiu Wen and Du Xueqi were anxiously burning with worry, directly at a loss for what to do.
"Self-conceited fool, truly ignorant, do you think you can casually control us? Qiu Wen and I indeed can't stop you, but you're naive enough to give us time, then just wait, wait for our savior to arrive and see how you die." Du Xueqi thought to herself, her beautiful eyes glancing sideways at the corner's surveillance. She firmly believed that it wouldn't be long before their benefactor became aware of the situation, and once he arrived, the subsequent events were no longer under the rough man's control.
