"Don't worry," Ivana Bennett stood up straight, "Lucas will be here soon, we just need to meet up with him, and we'll be safe."
She had absolute trust in Lucas Walker.
Sikong Yueming narrowed his pink eyes, "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely certain," she replied.
Raising his hand, Sikong Yueming pulled out a necklace from his pocket, "The design is in this chip. I told you, come with me and I will hand it over to Yefeng Yang. You pass it on to him!"
His hand stayed mid-air, and from that thin necklace dangled a beautiful crescent-shaped pendant.
In the twilight, it glinted slightly, like a crescent moon.
The sound of engines approached from the distance, and Ivana quickly crouched down, looking toward the distance where, in the evening light, four off-road vehicles were closing in on their direction.
"They've caught up to us," she whispered low, pulling on Sikong Yueming, "If you don't want me dead, you better hurry up!"