Qiao Nian glanced at the man indifferently and casually walked to the sofa to sit down. She raised her eyebrows slightly at the man. "The stage has been set up. Where's the performer?"
The man was a little stunned. He looked at Qiao Nian in surprise. Logically speaking, Qiao Nian should be afraid. Why wasn't she afraid at all?
"This isn't Ghost City," the man said dryly, as if reminding Qiao Nian that this wasn't the place they had agreed to go to.
"I know."
"You've been kidnapped!" The man felt that if Qiao Nian heard these words, she would definitely be frightened out of her wits.
"Then why aren't you calling your master out?" Qiao Nian's face was filled with disdain.
This time, the man was even more dumbfounded.
Qiao Nian actually knew that she had been kidnapped. Wasn't she afraid that he would ask his master to call her out?
Were all the kidnapped people so calm now?
