Old Master Yin remained expressionless while Yin Bin and Yin Yang hastily nodded.
"It's ready, it's ready! We've already informed Director Wang and arranged the manpower. They should be on the way to the hospital now."
Ning Dong smiled. It seemed like victory was in their hands.
At this time, Yin Bin's phone suddenly rang, startling everyone.
Old Master Yin glared at Yin Bin unhappily.
Yin Bin answered the call, flustered. He shouted, "What is it?"
A panicked voice rang from the phone.
"President Yin, the, the two young masters… They, they're dead!"
Thud!
Yin Bin's phone fell to the ground. He quickly bent down to pick up the phone before he asked, "What did you say? What nonsense are you spouting? Say it again! Say it again!"
A sobbing voice rang from the phone. "President Yin, the two, the two young masters are dead!"
Yin Bin knelt on the ground, staring at the phone in his hand in a daze.
