Everyone, including the bald man, revealed complicated expressions. Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered her question.
Qiao Nian's heart sank at their reaction.
At this moment, signal flares lit up outside the square.
A red flare shot into the sky.
Tattoo Arm looked up and said to the girl solemnly, "Sun, you were right. There was another group."
"Mm."
The girl's expression was still nonchalant, as if she was not affected. She stepped on a cement pipe, took out a lighter, and lit it, emitting a blue flame.
She glanced at the people below and said impatiently, "I'll give you five minutes to consider. Tell me where Di Xicheng is.
"Of course, you can choose not to say anything."
She pointed at the bald man and asked casually, "Are you their leader?"
The bald man was caught in a spot. "Sun, I've said it before. I was just asked to do something for someone. Don't make things difficult for me."
He was not too flustered now.
