Wei Lingyun had been waiting for someone to make the first mistake, and the man holding the rifle in the middle of the group of men seemed determined to volunteer.
His expression hardened as soon as Rouxi refused him, and the five men behind him spread farther apart until they blocked the entire path to the SUV. It might have been intimidating if Lingyun hadn't already noticed the nervous way two of them kept glancing at the baby vine curled around Rouxi's wrist.
"I don't think you understand the situation," the leader said as he stepped forward.
"No, I understand it perfectly," Rouxi replied, slowly nodding her head. "You want something that belongs to me, and I'm not giving it to you."
"You're standing inside Gu Han's territory. Nothing here belongs to you."
