One Against Ten

Right now, his arm was injured, and his movements were unavoidably restricted. If he pulled on the wound, it would give himself another kind of pressure. The chances of him getting a hard steel bar were slim.

"No need, take it back."

Chen Feng lightly said with a cold expression on his face.

Qin Ya Han blankly stared at Chen Feng. Her heart was beating rapidly, shouldn't she call the guard now?

He only saw Chen Feng leaning against the door, quietly listening for any movements outside. After a moment, he heard the waiter say, "Okay, Mister. Sorry for disturbing you."

After speaking, that man turned around and left. Chen Feng was still worried and didn't dare to relax. He knew that this group of people might break down the door and enter the room in the next second.

He looked at Qin Ya Han and waved his hand, gesturing for her to come over.