AhXin must have sensed MingYu's distraught as he no longer dozed off against the man's chest. Instead, he now looked up at his papa with a concerned frown. He made a small 'mm' sound as if inquiring if everything was ok.
"Just wait until I get the hold on YueQin. I will wring the answers out of her if I have to!" MingYu muttered as he made his painfully slow way through the mass, towards the sidestreet Da Siming had pointed him to.
Deep in MingYu's heart, he knew he shouldn't be planning on putting the poor girl in the hard seat of interrogation. But the only other people he should be interrogating would be PingZe and ZhiYi. And PingZe was the devil that would only cause MingYu more headaches than giving him answers.
And ZhiYi...
