On the phone, Mitchell said again, "But Mr. Emperor, don't worry. Little Master and the others are so clever. They will be fine. If we can find the right time, I believe they will try to contact us before we find them..."
"Continue to find them." Aman frowned. No matter what happened to his son, his father was always worried. "The helicopter should arrive at your place in fifteen minutes. When the time comes, you can fly in together and call me as soon as you find Liam and Lita."
"Yes, Mr. Emperor!"
Aman put down the phone in his ear.
He raised his sword-shaped eyebrows in a heroic manner.
So, was this a natural or artificial accident?
Shawn also came out and came to Aman with an umbrella. "President..."
"Mitchell still can't check if the road is artificial or natural." There was a trace of coldness in Aman's brown eyes. "Get ready."
