"Then we’ll just wait and see if he can leave Rome alive!"
She sneered coldly, her eyes, her heart, her words, all demonstrating absolute trust in Rong Shaoze without reservation.
Qiao Yiyang’s face darkened instantly; he truly hated her unconditional trust in Rong Shaoze!
He hated even more the moment she opened her arms, fearlessly protecting Rong Shaoze with her life!
Rong Shaoze was the same kind of person as him, so why should he be the one to receive all her love, all her trust?
And he, he got nothing!
He was insanely jealous of Rong Shaoze.
Because Rong Shaoze had what he never had, what he could only yearn for.
Furiously grabbing Lin Xinlan’s hand, he dragged her away with him.
Lin Xinlan did not resist; she followed him unsteadily, feeling the restrained anger emanating from him.
Suddenly, Qiao Yiyang stopped. Without turning his head, he said, "Xinlan, you’ll be disappointed. Rong Shaoze is bound to die in Rome. How could I let such a good opportunity slip by."
Lin Xinlan’s pupils contracted slightly, her heart full of concern for Rong Shaoze’s safety, yet she was powerless to do anything.
"Qiao Yiyang, can you let him go?" she couldn’t help asking in a low voice.
The man turned his head, his lips curling into a smile devoid of warmth, "What, are you starting to be afraid?"
"No!" she shook her head resolutely again, "I believe he can definitely escape!"
He had survived such a dangerous situation last time, so this time he should be even more capable of surviving.
"Hmph!" Qiao Yiyang snorted coldly and continued to walk, pulling her along.
Arriving at a row of black sedans, Lin Xinlan saw three bodyguards each leading a large breed of dog, standing there respectfully.
Upon seeing them, the dogs barked loudly; Qiao Yiyang gestured for silence, and they immediately sat down quietly on the ground.
"These are the purest breed of German Shepherds, highly skilled at tracking and searching," he said indifferently.
Lin Xinlan suddenly understood.
It was these three dogs that had tracked down her and Rong Shaoze.
"Xinlan, no matter where Rong Shaoze is hiding, the moment I release them to track him, he will soon have nowhere to hide."
The man’s lips curled slightly as he took a piece of clothing handed to him by a subordinate and held it under the dogs’ noses for them to sniff, then suddenly ordered, "Go!"
The German Shepherds leaped up and charged in the direction dictated by the scent, with the three bodyguards holding their leashes, following closely behind.
A group of hitmen also rushed to follow.
Lin Xinlan’s heart was racing; she clenched her hands tightly, restraining the fear inside her, and said lightly, "Even if you find him, you won’t be able to capture him."
"Do you have such confidence in him?" Qiao Yiyang asked coldly, glancing sideways.
"Yes." She had no choice but to have confidence in him.
Besides trusting him, there was nothing else she could do right now.
Moreover, Rong Shaoze was the Sect Leader of Yanhuang; escaping from a large group of hitmen shouldn’t be a problem, right?
He was very formidable; she should trust him.
"Xinlan, you’re too stubborn," Qiao Yiyang said with a faint smile.
Lin Xinlan heard the sarcasm in his voice; she lowered her gaze, having already made a decision in her heart.
If Rong Shaoze escaped, she would live on.
If he died... heaven or hell, they’d be together.
Lin Xinlan had run away with Rong Shaoze, but Qiao Yiyang wasn’t angry with her; he took her to another castle, as the original one had been destroyed by fire and needed time to be rebuilt.