Yang Fan suddenly turned around and glanced at Gonzalez standing at the door, giving him a smile—just a normal, simple smile.
However, to Gonzalez, the smile was as terrifying as a devil's grin.
"How's it going? You still want to keep us here?" Yang Fan looked at him and spoke.
Gonzalez no longer had the guts, nor the audacity. More importantly, he knew nothing about this guy—his background, his abilities. He was completely in the dark. Acting rashly and losing so many people was simply not worth it.
"You can leave now, make way." He waved his hand, and the remaining group of less than thirty quickly cleared a path.
Yang Fan walked straight ahead, Helena Taylor following closely.
Outside, Britney and Mu Yuqi were waiting all along. They only felt relieved once the two emerged.
They flagged a taxi by the roadside and headed back to the hotel.
The whole way, Helena Taylor remained silent, continuing in silence even after returning to the hotel.
