Chapter 120

Author's POV:

The dawn's first light crept over the horizon, casting long shadows over the dense woods where the safe house was hidden. Wu Haoyu, his jaw set in a grim line, led his men closer to the dilapidated building. Every step was fueled by a mix of fear and rage, the memory of Yanyan's laughter and the sight of her bruised and battered weighing heavily on his mind.

"Keep your eyes open," Haoyu commanded, his voice barely above a whisper but carrying the weight of his determination. His guards nodded, their expressions mirroring his resolve.

John and James, who had been tireless in their search, flanked him. Their faces were etched with concern and anger. They were determined to make those responsible pay.

The safe house was eerily silent as they approached. Haoyu signaled for his men to spread out and surround the building. They moved with the practiced precision of seasoned professionals, each step calculated and cautious.