It's Harder To Leave Alive

J5 said that Quentin meant no harm, but since he knew where the silver wire came from, it was better to be cautious.

"Sit." Quentin pointed to a half-new leather sofa and turned into another air-raid shelter as if he didn't see Ye Jian standing at the exit.

When he came out, he had the most common black plastic bag in his hand. He said to Ye Jian, "It's not easy to escape. Relira, the new regime, the military group, and a few others including the national armed forces are looking for you."

Quentin did not speak Mandarin fluently, and his vocal cords were damaged. When he spoke, he would pause for a few seconds before saying the next few words. It took twice as long to finish a sentence than the average person.

Ye Jian was a very vigilant person. When he suddenly said these words, a sharp glint flashed across her eyes. She looked at Quentin quietly and pursed her lips. She remained silent and didn't reply.

"You're so beautiful…"