"Then... then thank you for your trouble, Mr. Ye." Zhao Xiaoman had no ideas by now, naturally deferring to whatever Ye Wudao decided.
"Alright, if that's the case, then we'll stay at your house tonight. I'm actually hoping those shortsighted people will show up soon," Ye Wudao made the decision.
But a night passed without even a ghost of a presence, perhaps because they had already tampered with Zhao Xiaoman's car during the day and hadn't had time to plan their next move.
Meanwhile, Ye Wudao took the opportunity to use a tracking spell on Zhao Xiaodie's hair and lipstick, but there was no reaction, meaning that Zhao Xiaodie was not in their vicinity, which was Ye Wudao's greatest concern.
There were only two possibilities for this situation: one is that she was already dead; the other is that she had left Capital City. Either scenario was not good news, which meant that Ye Wudao could only start from somewhere else.
