After living for so many years, this was the first time he hated himself so much! In those four hours where seconds felt like years, the remorse in his heart almost drowned him! If he had been a little more vigilant at that time, perhaps Little Chu would not have been captured -- such thoughts kept popping up, whipping his already tormented heart!
The terminal suddenly rang.
Ning Yiyuan took a look, walked to the window, and opened the video call.
"You really have guts!" Just as the call was connected, Elder Ning's scolding sounded again. When he saw Ning Yiyuan's face, he was furious. "I called you so many times before, but you didn't respond to any of them. Why, have you grown wings now? Have you forgotten me?"
"Grandfather, Mo Chu has already been found." Ning Yiyuan's lips curled up. His previously tense and solemn face now revealed a smile.
Elder Ning's voice suddenly paused.
