"Achen, the masks and everything are on my desk in my room. I'll leave this place to you," Ji Mingqian said with bloodshot eyes, his speech rushed. "I need to go save him first."
Since Mo Chen had sent a message to notify them, it was very likely that Mo Su was going to make a move on Jiang Yisheng. He feared he might be too late.
Chu Chen, having never seen him in such a dispirited state, soothed, "Then I'll go over with Anuo."
"No, I need to go by myself. I'm off."
After speaking, he shrugged off Chu Chen's hand, disregarded the surprised looks of others, and strode out the door.
Li Mochan's gaze flickered slightly as he followed suit.
"Ji Mingqian."
Ji Mingqian paused as he was closing the car door and, following the voice, looked toward Li Mochan with a puzzled gaze.
"Catch."
Li Mochan tossed something casually.
Ji Mingqian reflexively caught it and, seeing the gun in his hand, the corners of his lips curved slightly.
"Make sure to bring Asheng back safely."
