As the conversation ended, the temperature in the living room instantly dropped.
Quan Jingwu lowered his gaze slightly, "What exactly happened?"
Jian Luo briefly recounted what the servant had said and the news received from the Nether Army.
"I suspect they lured my sister out with something concerning our mother," he said.
Upon hearing this, Quan Jingwu felt an inexplicable sense of panic rising from deep within, as if he had lost something important.
He forced himself to stay calm and asked in a cold voice, "Did you find Yanyan's phone?"
"Not yet, there's still no news from headquarters." Jian Luo had just finished speaking when his phone ringtone rang out.
He quickly took out his phone from his pocket, saw it was a call from headquarters, and pressed the answer button without hesitation.
"How is it, did you find it?"
Whatever the person on the other end from headquarters said, Jian Luo's eyes tightened.
"Are you sure?"
