He hadn't finished speaking when the man beside him cut him off with a probing, "Mr. Huo?"
In his tone, there was a hint of malice, clearly indicating he had murderous intent towards her.
Gu Nanqiao wasn't particularly afraid; although Huo Jingting was a white-eyed wolf, she figured he wouldn't be heartless enough to actually kill her. She looked up and met his intense gaze, tugged at her lips, and randomly found an excuse, "I... am scared alone."
Having just gone through that ordeal, walking through hell itself, it was understandable that she was scared at this moment.
At her words, a playful look flashed through Huo Jingting's eyes. He raised an eyebrow and instructed the man, "Alright, go back first. I'll call you if there's anything."
"Mr. Huo, this woman..." The man sounded anxious and a bit worried, as if he feared something.