She hurriedly embraced the jade box, attempting to cut the ropes with her other hand.
As soon as her arm was raised, it was caught in a knot thrown by Phoebe, who pulled her close to him effortlessly.
"Still running?"
Tangled in the ropes, she couldn't even stand, let alone run.
She swung a knife at his calf, but he grabbed her hand swiftly and tied her securely with the rope.
Taking the jade box from her hand, Phoebe examined it carefully.
"Not bad, it's undamaged. Consider yourself lucky."
With that, he took out his phone.
"Did we catch the person?"
"Sir, we caught the boy, but the fox got away."
"A bunch of idiots!" Phoebe cursed angrily.
He had arranged over a dozen people upstairs, yet the fox still escaped.
"I'm sorry."
The assistant's voice was filled with regret.
"Bring the car over, I'm in the residential area."
Phoebe put away his phone, and Fifteen was there on the grassland, gloating.
