Fengye Wuyin shot a sharp glance over: "You idiot, I told you to leave earlier, yet you didn't go. Are you planning to wait until you can't leave to try? Let me tell you, don't think about saving your comrade; a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river struggles to save itself, yet you're still concerned for him."
"How do you know?" Yiyi had a headache.
"Hmph, since you're that pilot, naturally that clueless idiot of a pilot is also your partner." Fengye Wuyin's expression turned serious, "You can't save him; he's being secretly held. If you make a move, you'll expose yourself, and when that happens, neither of you will get away."
Yiyi's face turned pale, understanding that what he said made sense.
Since Fengye Wuyin already knew her identity, he would naturally prevent her from rescuing Jiang Yang.
"Don't worry, he's quite safe here, and the treatment isn't bad. I'll ensure his life is secure." Fengye Wuyin saw her worried expression and spoke reassuringly.
