She especially liked this jade box.
This quality of jade is extremely rare.
However...
"I can't accept it, this thing is too precious." Fifteen reached out to take Phoebe's hand, placing the box in his palm, "If you truly see me as a friend, please don't give me these things anymore."
Smiling at him, she turned and walked out the door.
Phoebe looked at the wooden box in his hand and, through the window, watched her silhouette fade into the distance, slightly raising his eyebrows.
"Friends... still being polite with me?"
His sight noticed the bloodstains on the door, and Phoebe stepped over.
He just assumed that when his men were moving the fox, they accidentally brushed against the door, not paying much attention to it.
In the air, the sound of the helicopter was already apparent.
Looking up at the approaching helicopter, Phoebe descended the steps, smiling up at the skyward helicopter.
Moments later, the helicopter landed on the nearby helipad.
