The person standing outside the door was Rong Mingyan, and his expression was not very good. Looking at him emerging, he said somberly, "Rong Shaoze has gone mad. He launched missiles, bombing our base in North America relentlessly. Now, North America is in chaos."
A glint of astonishment flashed through Qiao Yiyang’s eyes, followed by an intense sharpness.
"How much have we lost?"
"We’ve lost one base on the North American side, I’ve ordered a counterattack, and the fighting has already started there."
"Yiyang, it’s not worth the heavy losses for a woman."
Qiao Yiyang smiled faintly, "Who said we are going to suffer heavy losses? Phoenix Flame is a powerful enemy. To deal with them, sacrifices are naturally to be made. Since we’ve formed a feud with them, we have to eliminate them completely to prevent future troubles."
"But we don’t know their full strength, what if we’ve underestimated their capabilities..."
"Mingyan, you’re too cautious. No matter how strong they are, there’s a limit to what they can do. Besides, I’m not fighting alone, Japan will support me. Once Rong Shaoze shifts his attention to Rome, Japan will cut off their retreat, and this time, Phoenix Flame will definitely become fish trapped in a jar."
"The matter you hid from me last time, was it the alliance with Japan?"
"Yes, the other side has substantial power, they want a foothold in Asia, while I want the territories in Europe and North America. We joined forces to fight against Phoenix Flame, each taking what we need."
A touch of deep thought flashed in Rong Mingyan’s eyes, "Are they reliable?"
"Reliable or not, we still need to form an alliance. Otherwise, we would be severely damaged by either Phoenix Flame or them. So, we have to take a risky move."
Rong Mingyan nodded, as if in agreement with what he said.
Lin Xinlan was wrapped in a blanket and hadn’t moved for a long time.
Her face was pale, her lips tightly clenched, the whole body trembling.
If Qiao Yiyang had forced himself upon her, she didn’t know what the consequences would be.
Her heart was resistant to the touch of a second man. If he touched her... She figured she might even want to die.
Fortunately, fortunately, he had not succeeded.
Through this incident, she truly recognized Qiao Yiyan’s true face.
He was no gentleman; if he really wanted to do something to her, he wouldn’t give her any chance to refuse or resist.
And she had evaded it this time, but could she escape the next?
Lin Xinlan curled up, her mind frantically longing for Rong Shaoze.
How she wished for his smile, his embrace, and his scent...
Rong Shaoze, where are you, will you come to save me?
In B City, at four o’clock in the early morning.
Rong Shaoze dreamt of Lin Xinlan calling out to him for help, while Qiao Yiyang kept pulling her away, trying to escape from him.
She struggled frantically, tears welling in her eyes, pleading for him to save her.
He wanted to run over and grab her hand, to hold her in his arms, protect her, comfort her.
But no matter how desperately he ran, he could not reach her.
Her cries of despair tore at his heart painfully.
"Xinlan... don’t be afraid... I’m coming to save you..." Rong Shaoze ran frantically, drenched in sweat.
He was so close, just a little more and he would have been able to grab her hand...
His heart lifted with joy, but just when he was about to grasp her, she and Qiao Yiyang suddenly disappeared.
"Xinlan..." he searched everywhere but couldn’t find a trace of her.
He was in a frantic panic, shouting her name, and suddenly woke up from the dream.