C824 The Boat Was a Nightmare

Without the black mask, the woman's face was fully exposed to Yan. This wasn't Ann Xiaomin at all.

"Where's Ann Xiaomin? Speak up," Yan demanded coldly, his face dark with anger.

Yan moved swiftly, and the woman, realizing she was exposed, didn't bother to pretend any longer. She tried to strike Yan, but he was quicker, twisting her arm behind her back