Originally, Qiongqi, who held the hostage, should have been in an unassailable position, while Jiang Liu should have been anxious.
But now, it seemed the situation had completely reversed.
Jiang Liu stood there with a strange expression on his face, showing no intention to act.
On the other hand, Qiongqi, holding Lingyu, was incessantly being hit by her little fists as he desperately shouted towards Jiang Liu.
"This, this atmosphere seems a bit off, is the script not being followed correctly?" Jiang Liu murmured inwardly as he watched Qiongqi.
To cut off one's own flesh? From the current situation, it seemed he did not have to worry about anything at all, and could even turn the tables and make demands to Qiongqi?
"Cough, cough, no, no, I need to be serious. This is a great calamity, no, this is a kidnapping!"
His mind wandered far and wide, but soon, Jiang Liu shook his head in secret, quickly reining in his divergent thoughts.