Back at the rundown house above, Lu Feng drank half a kettle of water, ate a little, then checked the time. He said to the two thugs, "Watch the person. When the job's done, a million each, and you can enjoy the rest of your lives. If she escapes, not only is it all for nothing, but you'll likely lose your lives. You know which is more important, right?"
The two thugs nodded continuously.
A million, with that money, they could have anything.
Lu Feng headed down the mountain.
The escape from South City kept him busy yesterday; he hadn't had the chance to inform Meng Cheng'an, but now it was time to give him a heads up and get him to prepare the money.
Lu Feng departed.
In the basement, Tian Xiang heard the commotion.
The wooden planks above the basement weren't very soundproof.
Tian Xiang silently counted the time, about ten minutes, then went to knock on the door above.
The thug guarding above looked at her maliciously through the gaps in the planks, "What, feeling lonely?"
