Too Perfect

Cheng Feng had stayed at the hospital with Aimei Lisa last night—or rather, kept watch over her. Today, while waiting for Lin Chen's call, he had his men buy breakfast and bring it upstairs. Aimei Lisa had preserved egg and lean pork congee, while Cheng Feng ate buns and drank soy milk.

Although Aimei Lisa's hand still hurt, it was clearly healing slowly.

"How much longer before my family can come see me?"

Aimei Lisa asked.

"I don't know either. Just wait. Once my superior notifies me, I can call you and have you notify your husband, Golden Saber. At that time, you may be temporarily taken to Chinatown Casino. Once it's confirmed that your husband has arrived, you'll be free."

Cheng Feng said blandly.

"Are you really sure you want my husband to come? Once he gets here, you might be in serious trouble. He's much more formidable than you imagine."

Aimei Lisa thought Cheng Feng was a decent person. At the very least, she had not been abused since being captured, and from yesterday until now, he had been taking care of her. She could not bear to see him walk into danger.

"Your husband is indeed formidable, but he offended someone he shouldn't have. So he'll probably have to accept some punishment."

Cheng Feng said.

"Who exactly are you people? Why are you targeting the Golden Saber Sect? Judging from your accents and skin color, you should be... Golden Saber originally was too. Did you have a grudge against him before?"

Aimei Lisa had thought of that possibility.

"No."

Cheng Feng abruptly changed the subject. "Beautiful, you might be a little naïve. Sometimes, you don't need a reason to deal with someone. Do you know what interests are? Your husband has something our boss wants. It's that