Prison
Ling Mohan couldn't understand how he had been captured!
The last thing he remembered was Lance, Wei Ping, and Shen Yu knocking him out together. This meant that Lance hadn't been drunk at all; they had been lurking in Bai Xiao's house the entire time.
Moreover, his fragrance had failed to intoxicate them.
It was Bai Xiao!
Had she seen through his plan and given them an antidote in advance?
With that thought, Ling Mohan smashed his fist against the wall, grinding his teeth angrily, "Bai Xiao, I underestimated you! You trickster!"
"The feeling is mutual. Your skills are far superior to mine," Bai Xiao said, accompanied by Fu Xue and a group of police officers, as she arrived outside Ling Mohan's cell.
The person inside was no longer the genteel gentleman but a ferocious and ruthless trapped beast.
He emitted an aura of gloom as if he were an Asura that had crawled out of hell, bloodthirsty and heartless.
"Bai Xiao!"
