I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2086 - 1345: You Still Don’t Admit Your Mistake

Having identified the target, a few men with ordinary physiques had already entered the room.

"Why do you want him? If there's a problem, just reach out to our company..."

The captain, ever the leader, refused to just watch. He attempted to bargain, hoping to use MS company's support to intimidate the intruders.

Sadly, these foes were merciless this time and offered few words.

"Utter another word, and you'll join him."

One sharp look was enough to make Park Taeyang go quiet right away.

These weren't just performers—they'd done plenty of shady things behind the scenes. Of course, they recognized the deadliest sorts of individuals.

Right in view of all, Liu Junxiang was seized and lifted, then he began thrashing wildly, though his efforts were bound to fail.

"Help! Help me!"

He managed to call out for aid, yet after two cries, his mouth got stuffed, silencing him completely, with just his wide-eyed, desperate stare at the teammates lingering before they hauled him off by force.

The FOX team stood frozen, observing everything without a move, like statues under discipline, and once the men departed at last, everyone exhaled deeply, as though a heavy load had lifted.

Snatching a person from behind the scenes in full daylight.

Such bold recklessness.

Utterly chilling.

A few had sweat soaking through their shirts on their backs.

Look.

The world often feels strangely alike.

When Pei Yunxi got grabbed on the road, it played out much the same, only the Young Prince acted with more courtesy, skipping the rough handling?

"Brother..."

The leftover FOX members gazed at their captain with worry, clueless on next steps.

Park Taeyang's pulse pounded hard. Even though he remained untouched and just Liu Junxiang was nabbed, a shadowy, ominous sense crept over him that their comfy days could shift starting now.

Rear entrance.

As they emerged outside, Liu Junxiang's mouth was taped shut, his face hooded, wrists tied tight, before they shoved him roughly into a vehicle.

"Miss Jin, you can head back home."

That's right.

Jin Zhuxuan hadn't departed; she'd lingered alongside Xu Kuan all this while, eyeing as they pulled Liu Junxiang away.

Naturally.

Hooded as he was, Liu Junxiang had no view of her.

Truth be told, a guy's gut feelings hit the mark sometimes; that bad vibe Liu Junxiang sensed wasn't without basis.

Even if Boss Jiang only booted him aside and claimed Jin Zhuxuan without further action, it hardly guaranteed his full security.

Certain folks don't bother, mainly 'cause they lack any reason to notice.

"May I join you?"

Jin Zhuxuan clasped her fingers, her voice steady and even.

Xu Kuan wasn't let down by her response. Had she begged for Liu Junxiang's pardon right then, he'd have to rethink his opinion of this Korean beauty.

"You certain about coming along, Miss Jin?"

Xu Kuan's words carried a subtle weight.

Jin Zhuxuan gave a solid nod, no pause.

Xu Kuan paused briefly, "Alright, hop in the car."

The line of vehicles rolled out, snaking through Seoul's streets for over sixty minutes until halting beneath the thick cover of darkness.

"Miss Jin, we've arrived."

Stepping from the vehicle, Jin Zhuxuan was surprised to spot the building where Li Xuejing resided.

Directly opposite.

Moments later, Liu Junxiang got yanked from the car and lugged inside the structure.

Xu Kuan cast a look at Jin Zhuxuan.

Jin Zhuxuan betrayed no feeling.

Then, the pair trailed after into the building.

"Ding."

Elevator doors slid apart.

Penthouse level, too.

A window peek could reveal Li Xuejing's spot right over there.

Liu Junxiang found himself forced down onto a seat.

"Have a seat, Miss Jin."

Chairs appeared—two of them—and Jin Zhuxuan settled in, followed by Xu Kuan.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Liu Junxiang writhed in vain, reduced to nonstop muffled groans that betrayed his fear.

No more words directed at Jin Zhuxuan.

With a glance from Xu Kuan, the hood over Liu Junxiang's head came off.

Blinding light hit him, forcing his eyes shut on reflex; gradually, his sight sharpened from the haze. His face hardened, and before long, he jerked his frame hard, yet firm grips on his shoulders kept him seated, unable to rise.

Following Xu Kuan's cue, the gag in his mouth was pulled free too.

"Zhuxuan!"

Voice restored, Liu Junxiang brimmed with terror, calling out for rescue at once.

"Save me!"

Jin Zhuxuan pressed her lips tight, offering only quiet, no reply.

"You... you're in on this together!"

It dawned on Liu Junxiang then, as he eyed the wolf-like strangers looming mute nearby; in a burst, he yelled, "Where am I! What do you want from me!"

"Didn't you seek Li Xuejing?"

Xu Kuan's voice stayed even.

Liu Junxiang froze, wary and confused, "Wha-what are you saying?"

Xu Kuan pointed to the balcony, "She's right over there."

Liu Junxiang strained to twist around, but positioned wrong for the balcony, all his efforts failed to let him see properly.

"Who are you?! Who in the world are you?!"

Helpless, he swung back, bellowing wildly at Xu Kuan.

The powerless lash out boldly.

The mighty earn deference.

Xu Kuan stayed composed, relaxed in his seat.

Next.

A person fetched a coarse rope, climbed atop the table, and fixed it to the ceiling with a loop.

All this unfolded out of Liu Junxiang's sight—much like Li Xuejing's view from across—so he missed it, while Jin Zhuxuan caught every detail.

Save for a brief flicker in her gaze, Jin Zhuxuan kept mute.

"My identity doesn't count. The key is if you know these faces."

As Xu Kuan finished, an aide stepped up to Liu Junxiang with a pile of pictures, holding them up sequentially before his eyes.

Liu Junxiang's eyes widened in shock, his face twisting through various shades.