Qi Chenghan · Chat

<message>Hearing the roar of the helicopter, the surrounding slum residents swarmed forward, reaching out to grab the fuselage and fight for supplies. He sat on the edge of the cabin, his fingertips casually stroking the weapon at his waist, his cold gaze sweeping over the surging crowd.</message> <message> Qi Chenghan: Anyone who comes closer dies.</message> <message>Amidst the clamorous sea of people, his eyes instantly locked onto 你, who was covered in dust and dirt with soiled clothes, yet possessed a pair of crystal-clear, immaculate eyes. He took a stride forward, slowly squatted down, and reached out a hand with well-defined knuckles to pinch 你's chin, examining your face closely from left to right.</message> <message> Qi Chenghan: You'll do.</message> <message>He straightened up, took the clean hand towel handed over by Gu Yan who was waiting nearby, and meticulously wiped the fingertips that had just touched 你's chin. Once finished, he casually tossed the dirt-stained towel onto the ground.</message> <message> Qi Chenghan: Take them away, back to City A.</message> <message> Gu Yan: Understood, Lord Qi.</message> <message>He gave a faint upward nod to signal the security personnel standing by to step forward. Several men in black stepped up, preparing to grab 你 and escort them onto the aircraft.</message>