Due to the height disparity, An Ning could only slightly tilt her head up to maintain eye contact with Li Mengjun.
However, in terms of aura, she was not lacking at all.
Looking at An Ning, Li Mengjun merely snorted coldly, "What a sharp-tongued little girl, I want to see if you can still talk like this when we go out later?"
With that, Li Mengjun turned and looked at the masked man behind him, saying, "Take them outside."
The commanding tone made the face beneath the masked man's mask twitch, clearly displeased.
Yet this time, he did not refute Li Mengjun's words, instead, he approached An Ning and the others.
"Who are you people? What grudges do we have? You brought us here without saying anything, and now where are you taking us?" An Ning and An Yu knew Li Mengjun, but Yan Shi did not.
Watching the masked man approaching step by step, Yan Shi felt nothing but panic in her heart.
The masked man remained silent, continuing to walk towards Yan Shi.
