Just as he was deep in thought, the heavy sound of running came from outside.
"Mr. Lian." At this moment, someone ran back, panting.
"What is it?" Mr. Lian hated it the most when someone interrupted his thoughts when he was deep in thought.
"I've just received news that mo Yancheng has mobilized his men. I heard that Shen chengjing has gone missing!" That subordinate was very well-informed, and he had also planted his own people in some places.
After receiving this news, he felt that he had to tell Mr. Lian.
Dispatching troops was no small matter.
"He's missing?" Mr. Lian was holding a pen and writing. A strong word was written, but at the last vertical line, it became a failure.
He looked at the broken words and threw the brush aside.
"Yes! I heard that they lost contact at two in the afternoon. "
"When did Xie Tian leave?"
"We'll go out at noon. " The subordinate replied.
Mr. Lian looked at the brush and suddenly turned around.""This is bad."
