After reading the information, Song Xiufeng couldn't sit still any longer.
He delegated his upcoming tasks to the general manager and took his people back to Pengcheng.
Nothing was more important than the matter concerning Lu Qingqing.
He called to find out Song Xiuluan's location and headed straight for Baoluan Building.
Song Xiuluan didn't beat around the bush and took out a few strands of hair carefully wrapped in white paper, "Qingqing's hair. I sent out three groups of people yesterday, and after much difficulty, they managed to collect five or six strands with follicles. This child is extremely cautious. Ordinary people can't get close to her. My most competent bodyguard managed to grab the strands, in the hustle and bustle of the marketplace, thankfully she had her hair down yesterday."
