Jia Yan cast a glance over his shoulder, his eyes indifferent, to the woman hanging on his back. This previous act, though unpremeditated, served well to warn Daphne, so he considered it satisfactory.
Still clad in her ragged protective suit that left no doubt about her appealing body, Daphne looked down at the ground beneath her upon hearing the words of the giant mosquito. She swallowed nervously as she regarded the land five thousand meters below them, a somewhat unusual reaction for someone accustomed to much higher altitudes.
With all advanced technologies, including flying vehicles, confiscated and cleverly hidden by Big Mosquito, her combat power had reached an all-time low. If she were to be dropped from such a height at this time, she would meet an instant and lonely death!
"Please, Giant Mosquito...No, Master! Everything I've said is true. But it all happened decades ago; I don't know if anything has changed since then. Please, don't kill me!"