If he were to die, I guess there wouldn't be any more communication with Di Jinxuan.
But as much as he said so, Nangong Ran couldn't help the sting in his nose as tears rolled down his cheeks.
Hearing Nangong Ran's sobs, Di Jinxuan's voice caught, more flustered; she hastily said, "You should go and find your father quickly."
"Okay." Nangong Ran drew a deep breath, "I'll hang up first and we'll talk later."
"Okay." Di Jinxuan hung up the phone, sitting dumbstruck on the bed.
Her head still feeling dizzy, as if she hadn't quite recovered from the series of events that had just transpired.
It wasn't her fault, she had been raised in luxury and never had to encounter such things.
Furthermore, her family had never been involved in the underworld. She had never experienced things like fighting, getting injured one day, losing a leg the next, or being hunted by enemies after that.
