It was already past seven in the morning when the convoy of two black SUVs, with a sleek Maserati sandwiched between them, rolled out from Jiang Qi's villa, and they took the road out.
Inside the Maserati, Xu Bo sat in the driver's seat with Yao Zhen beside him in the passenger's seat, his posture straight and uncaring as always.
In the back seat, Jiang Qi and Shen Yi both wore perfectly fitted black suits, though the mood between them was far from casual. From the look on Shen Yi's face, it was clear he had been dragged here against his will. His brows were drawn together in a deep frown as he leaned his head back against the seat, closing his eyes as if to shut out the world.
Jiang Qi, mirroring him, also leaned back and closed his eyes, but after a moment he spoke in a calm, low voice that carried no room for argument.
