At that moment, the black-clad bodyguards had already approached them.
They didn't rush up violently but drew their pistols from their waists, silently aiming at Yun Feiyang.
An Ruo stared at the weapons in their hands, feeling utterly incredulous.
Guns, she had only ever seen them on television, and now she was coming face to face with such danger and darkness.
An Ruo's face couldn't have been any paler as she pulled away Yun Feiyang's hand, took a deep breath, and stepped towards Tang Yuchen.
"I'll go back with you, just let him go," she said firmly, eyes locked on the man opposite her.
Tang Yuchen's eyes darkened with sarcasm, and he scoffed, "So, President Yun, you too have times when you're protected by a woman."
Yun Feiyang held onto An Ruo, not letting her move forward.
He looked at Tang Yuchen and, with a calm sneer, said, "Aren't you here to challenge me? Fine, I accept your challenge. The loser will leave An Ruo alone."
