Third Young Master Jun came out of the Ling's Family's house, his face icy. He ordered Feiyu, "Immediately monitor all major airports."
"It's pointless." An unexpected voice suddenly appeared.
Ling Xiu appeared before him.
"What do you mean by this? It looks like you know where they've gone?" Third Young Master Jun coldly drew his gun, pointing it at Ling Xiu's head.
Ling Xiu shrugged, "Is this how you treat someone who brings you information, Third Young Master Jun?"
"That depends on whether your information is worth your life."
Third Young Master Jun put away his gun, looking at him suspiciously, "Your brother has been hindering me at every turn, but you're here to help me. That's rather surprising."
"Actually, I don't want to help you, but... I also have someone I need to keep. In some ways, we're sympathetic." The voice of Ling Xiu was deeply sad.
"Where are they?"
