The crowd around the Ancient Zither House had basically dispersed, and the establishment had no choice but to temporarily close for tidying up; the owner was still busy. After greeting Mr. Jiao and Yuan Zhiyi, Zheng Xuan went to help the owner of the Ancient Zither House. Although there were no severe casualties, the impact of the incident wasn't good, and there were many issues that needed to be addressed.
Mr. Jiao and Yuan Zhiyi stayed in the car, which was parked in the parking lot of the Ancient Zither House, not far from the door. If Zheng Tan was to return, he could be spotted right away.
"Has it been almost two hours?" Yuan Zhiyi asked.
"Yes, ten minutes short of two hours," Mr. Jiao looked at his phone and said.
