Meng Renshu didn't look back and kept running.
As Mr. Mu said, the sky was pretty dark tonight, and the wind blew strongly. However, the weather was the least of his concerns.
What if Li Caiyi was unconscious somewhere and drenched by the rain? What if she was injured and couldn't move? What if that Hu Jian bastard did something to her?
Veiling his anxiety with a firm front was something he used to do in front of people, but Meng Renhu could no longer stand it. Taking a deep breath, he shouted for Li Caiyi's name.
"Xiaoyi, where are you?!"
No one answered him. Meng Renshu didn't miss even a single bush, and no stones were left unturned on his watch. He searched up and down, but there was no sign of Li Caiyi anywhere.
