He tugged at his tie, instructing his bodyguard to open the window.
The wind blew in, but he could hardly breathe.
"Stop the car!" he suddenly ordered.
The car came to an abrupt halt, followed by several of the bodyguards' vehicles.
"Young master, what's the matter?" his confidant asked him.
"Shut up!" Qi Ruigang glared at him irritably, his expression somber.
He looked out toward the sea, where the cruise ship had already traveled a good distance.
In another fifteen minutes or so, it would explode—
Qi Ruigang's gaze locked onto the cruise ship, his eyes growing darker and devoid of any light.
He had installed a tiny bomb in the collar he'd put around Mo Lan's neck.
However, the bomb was powerful; if it detonated, that cruise ship would be destroyed too...
As long as Ruan Tianling was killed, he could regain Nangong Xu's trust and continue their collaboration.
Mo Lan had completely betrayed him, wishing nothing more than his death.
