Thinking of this, Li Yin curled her lips, her delicate face twisted fearfully due to the excessive malice in her heart.
Nan Mochen was already awake, and with a forceful push, he sat up.
Damn, being tied up feels really uncomfortable. He had somewhat recovered overnight, but every cell in his body felt painfully restrained.
"Whose phone call is it?" Nan Mochen asked.
"Your mommy," Li Yin kindly informed him, "She'll come to rescue you soon."
Nan Mochen pressed his lips tightly together, remaining silent.
He was naturally aware of his parents' abilities.
Coming in vain to die? That's impossible. Li Yin was too naive!
Beep, beep, beep—
An unusual sound echoed in the abandoned warehouse. Nan Mochen's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned his head to scan his surroundings with his eyes.
A bomb!
"This is my trump card! Nan Mochen, I admit I'm not as strong as you all, but I'm smart!" Li Yin raised her hand, pointing to her head proudly.
