Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 3953: Chapter 3953: I Choose to Leave, Will You Let Me Go?

Ye Wangchuan reversed his grip on the blade and chuckled lightly, his tone quite proud and lazy: "I advise you not to play tricks, or my knife will definitely be faster than the bullet."

"..." Sangs initially wanted to signal others to find the right time to shoot, but now he didn’t dare make a move.

Ye Wangchuan held him hostage and moved closer to the girl.

Qiao Nian, upon seeing that he was okay, suddenly relaxed her tense nerves, with a slight trace of fear she hadn’t even noticed.

As she saw him bringing the leader of this small group closer to her, she was the first to smell the strong scent of blood, and immediately frowned, her dark eyes looking at him: "Are you hurt?"

She was about to check: "Where are you hurt?"

Ye Wangchuan looked at her somewhat helplessly as she ignored everyone else and reached out to check, helplessly dodging aside, pretending to be relaxed: "Nian Nian, it’s not possible right now. Wait until we go back tonight."

Qiao Nian pursed her lips, unusually serious, not letting him change the subject. She turned to the dozen or so people who had lost their leader and didn’t know what to do, and said: "If you leave now, there’s still time."

"Leaving now only means the task isn’t complete, you’ve done your best, and surely those behind you won’t say anything. But if you choose to stay here stubbornly and end up losing your life, don’t blame me."

The crowd began to buzz with discussions.

Qiao Nian ignored them and walked straight to the young man under Ye Wangchuan’s control, squinting as she recognized him: "Sangs, right."

"...I didn’t expect Zhui Guang to recognize me." Sangs looked a bit surprised, but given his current embarrassed situation, it wasn’t suitable to talk about this.

Qiao Nian nodded, pursing her lips: "I’ve seen you at Jian Jin’s a few times, I have a bit of an impression."

She asked the young man who hadn’t recovered his senses: "Have you made up your mind? Leave or stay."

Sangs didn’t initially recover from her question, but when he realized what Qiao Nian was asking, his lips curled into a bitter smile: "Zhui Guang, you know Mr. Lu’s temper. What’s the difference between leaving now and staying here?"

Qiao Nian disagreed, saying: "Of course there’s a difference."

"Choosing to leave gives you a chance to plead for mercy, even if you face punishment later, it may not cost you your life. But if you choose to stay..."

Under Sangs’ gaze, she lifted her eyes, the words she left unsaid hovering in the air among the tiny airborne devices.

Sangs’ expression changed repeatedly, as if contemplating her words.

He wasn’t sure whether the tiny flying devices belonged to mini-bombs, or if they were enhanced with substances.

But he remembered that Qiao Nian had a remote control panel, so those flying devices were likely more than what Qiao Nian said, just flying devices.

The young man swiftly weighed the pros and cons—he had to admit Qiao Nian made a valid point. He quickly lowered his eyes, briefly pausing before saying: "I choose to leave. Will you let me go?"

"I swear in the name of the Red Alliance." Qiao Nian raised three fingers.

Sangs felt relieved and turned to his team: "You heard her. Leave or stay?"

The others had already started feeling hesitant when Qiao Nian mentioned the enhanced small flying devices above their heads, now they were even less inclined to stay.

"Leave." One person said.

The rest felt less pressure.

"Leave!"

"I agree."

"Let’s leave first."

Most chose to leave, even the hesitant ones were no longer crucial.

Qiao Nian signaled to Ye Wangchuan, saying softly: "Let them go."