Chapter 113: Disable His Own Right Hand

"Commander Feng, since you've found us, then you must accept your defeat; this round, you've won. But remember, the true victor is the one who wins the final battle. Don't forget, your woman is still in my hands," said Xie Ya, pressing the gun against Mi Yao's temple forcefully.

Mi Yao winced in pain but clenched her teeth, refusing to let out even a whimper. She didn't want to distract Feng Yueming—in such a time, she and that man were on the same battleground.

Her pain was evident to Feng Yueming, but he also saw her bravery and strength. Her complexion was deathly pale, devoid of color, yet her large, dark eyes shimmered and sparkled, outshining the gleam of night pearls.

It was a desperate yearning for life.

He longed to bring her into his arms and tenderly kiss her eyes.

"Xie Ya, I've got you surrounded. You can't escape even if you had wings. How about this—let her go, and I'll let you all leave," Feng Yueming spoke up.