"Linda, at this hour, why haven't you rested yet?" Nalan Fusui frowned as he looked at the disheartened and defeated figure before him, Han Ziyue, and signaled with his eyes for him to stay calm, assuring him that he had everything under control, before he softly and gently spoke to the young girl on the other end of the phone.
"Brother, I still want to go to the Han Residence early. I just feel so uneasy inside. What if Han Ziyue and the others decide to flee tonight? I'm worried that if the night drags on, something might happen. If we can't find them tomorrow, what should we do? I absolutely must track down Han Ziye, and Han Ziyue will be my breakthrough. I can't allow any variables to occur."
Shangguan's boy had enabled the speakerphone for Empress Shangguan Linlang, then personally held the phone for his family's revered ancestor, pricking up his ears and openly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.
