Chen An had just stepped back when he heard the hum of a helicopter in the air.
A helicopter landed behind him.
Turning his head, Chen An saw Xie Yanghua, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, descending from it.
His expression darkened; he wasn't very familiar with this person, only vaguely remembering him as a butler for the Mo Family.
Why was he showing up here?
Xie Yanghua wore a smile and nodded to him, "Young Master An."
Chen An's handsome face turned grim, "What are you up to?"
Xie Yanghua spoke calmly, having waited here for so long, he finally caught him returning, "It's like this, Young Master An, we need to trouble you to come with us."
"No time," Chen An replied dismissively, turning toward his car, only to be grabbed by the arms by the burly men nearby. He sneered at Xie Yanghua, "Is this what you mean by troubling me?"
"Young Master An, please come with us."
Chen An's face remained cold, "You'd better let me go!"
"Take him away."
