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"What should we do now?" Zhu Xiang asked with a stiff smile. He had merely thrown a tantrum just now; if he were really asked to kill Li Zhongnan, he would run as far away as possible.
A few days ago,
the words of the Princess of New York were not a reminder to Long Xinmin, but a direct warning, even a threat of exterminating his entire clan. Even if Zhu Xiang had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to defy her.
"Let's do this. You stay in Pingyang City for now and keep a close watch on Li Zhongnan and the others' movements. With so many Mystic Iron Mines, whether he transports them by air or tunnels them underground, he won't be able to do so without leaving a trace.
Once we have his whereabouts, report to me immediately. Then, not only can you and I clear ourselves of the suspicion of embezzling the Mystic Iron Mines, but we can also strike a fatal blow against him!
