Kang Chen's previously calm demeanour changed in an instant. He gripped Qi Jiu, his eyes fixed on him as if he intended to tear him apart: "What did you just say?"
Qi Jiu shuddered under Kang Chen's gaze, "Sir... I said... your wife is in trouble. She... she may have been taken."
Qi Jiu felt a tightness around his neck, making it hard to breathe.
Kang Chen's expression was incredibly terrifying, seeming like he would kill him the next second. Even Qi Jiu, who was normally bold, felt a bit frightened at this moment.
Kang Chen's veins pulsed on his forehead, "Explain clearly."
Qi Jiu was very uncomfortable under Kang Chen's grip. He raised the piece of clothing in his hand, "This is… this is your clothing, right? It was left behind in the pavilion, but little Ming was nowhere to be found."
Kang Chen snatched the clothing from Qi Jiu's hands.
