Mrs. Zhao heard the words, a flicker of doubt crossing her mind, but being much more astute than her daughter Fan Meijiao, she didn't show it. Instead, she spoke with a crying tone, "Big brother, then I'll leave first. You must find a way to save Meijiao. She is my life-blood!"
Zhao Fengnian rubbed his temples, which were swollen with a headache, waved his hand irritably, and said, "Big sister rest assured, Meijiao is also Mother's life-blood, and my own niece. I will certainly find a way to rescue her from the villain's grasp. Please, you should go now!"
Though Mrs. Zhao was worried about her daughter, she had to rely on her elder brother to find people. Seeing that Zhao Fengnian showed no signs of worry, she dared not stay any longer. After speaking with Madame Zhao, she left, seemingly soulless.
At that moment, Madame Zhao had also recovered her composure and asked Zhao Fengnian anxiously, "Son, could it be that the villain who kidnapped Meijiao has done something improper?"
