Realizing this, Qiao Xiguan felt a surge of panic.
She was not unwilling to trust Gu Zichen, but the facts before her made it truly impossible to trust him unquestioningly.
There was a period of silence.
Wa Da seemed to gradually recover from the piercing pain and slowly sat up from the deck.
She looked around, "Boss, are we going to leave Las Vegas now?"
"Yes."
"Yin Xiang probably won't make it driving, right?"
"Yin Xiang knows where to park, someone will go to pick him up," Gu Zichen said.
