"Boss!"
"Boss!"
Qin Tian walked into the room, where Feng Mochuan, Xu Ze, and several core members of the mercenary corps were present, alongside Xiaopang and his father.
"Brother Tian."
Xiaopang stood up, with a trace of lingering fear on his face.
"Not hurt, are you?"
Qin Tian patted Xiaopang on the shoulder.
Xiaopang shook his head, "No injuries, luckily these big brothers appeared just in time, otherwise my dad and I would've been kidnapped."
Hearing this, Qin Tian turned to look at Xiaopang's father, Zhu Runfu.
No wonder they're father and son; they look like they were cut from the same mold.
"Mr. Qin."
Zhu Runfu bowed slightly, despite Qin Tian being his son's classmate, he dared not act condescendingly.
"Uncle Zhu, I'm sorry to have involved you in my matters this time." Qin Tian said with some guilt.
"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with you."
