Everyone turned to see Shen Yanchuan, who had arrived at some unknown time.
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, emanating a cold aura. His gaze was deep and inscrutable.
When Han Yao saw him arrive, he clenched his jaw and looked warily behind him.
Shen Yanchuan ordered everyone to wait where they were. Taking long strides, he walked forward alone.
"I have come as you requested. Now, it is time to release Second Miss Ye. She saved your life, after all, and this matter has nothing to do with her. There is no need to involve her."
The atmosphere was tense, but he walked with unhurried ease, as if taking a leisurely stroll.
Han Yao's heart hammered in his chest as he shrieked, "Stop right there! Don't you take another step!"
...
Princess Qingyang had just arrived when she heard the hysterical shriek.
"Whoa—"
She stopped at once, her gaze cutting through the crowd to instantly find the frenzied Han Yao and his hostage, Ye Chutang.
