Seeing that Tian Jingzhi was fine, Xue Lingqiao felt a little relieved. He looked up at Hong Shiguang's winning expression, and said calmly, "Tell me your conditions."

"Obviously..." Hong Shiguang shrugged, pointing to the cold storage door on one side: "You go in... I will inform my subordinates to release Tian Jingzhi. By the way, if stingy in your presence. Before I die, I will meet Ms. Hetian for the last time."

Xue Lingqiao saw a broken chair at the door, he walked over calmly , pulled the chair and walked to the center of the warehouse. Sunlight poured down from the hole in the ceiling, covering his shadow. He sat down in the light, majestic and handsome as a god.