Nangong Jue's expression was so cold that it could freeze people to death. He stared at Jiang Xiaoyu. "Second Young Master Jiang, this is your territory. How can you let someone kidnap her just like that? Your own employees are…"
Jiang Xiaoyu was also angry. She really didn't expect such a thing to happen in her bar. She turned to look at Nangong Jue. "I'll take responsibility."
"What's the use of taking responsibility if something happens to her?" Nangong Jue glared.
"Alright." Zhao Jincheng rubbed his glabella and roared, "What's the use of arguing?"
Neither of them spoke.
