Ji Wei remained silent, and Yamamoto Yu also said nothing.
The two of them simply stared at each other, the atmosphere in the dimly lit room indescribably eerie.
Finally, after what felt like ages, Yamamoto Yu let out a sigh: "Miss Ji, keep this old man company for a while longer, even if it's just sitting quietly without talking." Having said that, Yamamoto Yu returned to his chair.
Keep you company, my foot!
Ji Wei almost cursed out loud.
She forced a stiff smile, raising her bound hands to show him: "Mr. Yamamoto, how am I supposed to keep you company properly if you don't untie me?"
It was only then that Yamamoto Yu seemed to realize; he reached out to turn on the lamp nearby and called to Beichuan, who was guarding the door: "Come in and untie Miss Ji."
Beichuan walked in, untied the ropes on Ji Wei's hands, and stepped aside, grumbling inwardly: Not even a moment after struggling to catch her, now he's letting her go? Isn't that way too quick?
