With just three minutes left before half an hour's up, Wen Xiangyang arrived at the abandoned factory. The tires squealed on the hard ground, leaving behind a long track. Xiangyang grabbed his phone and jumped out of the car, rushing towards the factory.
"Oh, sorry, you're one second late." The moment Wen Xiangyang walked into the factory, Chen Yunxi's voice echoed through the deserted facility. Along with her voice came the sharp sound of a slap.
The sound made Xiangyang's heart jump. He followed the noise and observed a square stool on which Yan Xin was tightly bound in the only lighted area of the dark, abandoned factory.
The slap came from Chen Yunxi hitting Yan Xin's face.
Damn it! How dare she hit Xiao Xin?!
Xiangyang clenched his fists, his body trembling with anger on the spot.
He stared coldly at Chen Yunxi and declared, word by word, "Your target is me. Let Xiao Xin go!"