Locked up

"Is that so?" Nakagawa Emi sneered. She did not even retort sarcastically. Currently, she was like a fresh fish lying on a cutting board — her fate was in someone else's hand.

Looking at the clock, it was around 2 p.m. There was still a long time before night came, but his stomach was already growling.

Aside from mountain roads, there was only barren beach and rocks in the surroundings. There was no place to purchase food, even if one wanted to. Opening the locker on his right, although there was nothing edible, there was a bottle of brandless clean water.

The bottle that was still sealed, was opened by Chen Fan, who drank it in two gulps. After letting out a burp, he slowly said, "We didn't meet for about half a month, did we? Never would I have thought you would be so daring as to hire a gunman to kidnap me. Spill it, why did you guys want to obtain Ghost Moon Incense?"

"Hmph!" She refused to answer the question, adopting an arrogant noble's demeanor.