The man bared his teeth and looked at him, struggling with all his limbs, but to no avail. Instead, his body arched up like a shrimp striving desperately.
"This guy is disobedient. Should I take him back first? There are too many people talking here, if someone notices something, it might be troublesome."
Lian Rong advised again.
Xu Yin pulled open the man's collar, glanced at the tattoo below the nape of his neck, then pulled the collar back to cover the tattoo, and looked at him deeply saying, "Take him away."
After saying this, he flicked his sleeve and stepped onto the stairs.
Lian Rong tugged at the knot, dragging the man to the bottom of the stairs. He called over two guards, who flanked the man on either side, pushed him into a large wooden box, and lifted it up the stairs.
Fu Zhen watched as the box passed before her eyes without saying a word. As they were about to set foot on the second flight of stairs, she asked Pei Zhan, "Do you know how to swim?"
