Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,"Ah…" Qian Wei screamed in fright, and hurriedly shouted: "Even if you find it back, what's the use You can't sue.",Yanji's fingers loosened on the dagger: "You talk a lot of **."。