"Luo Yuantu?"
Just when He Fang let out a desperate wail, Mo Han and Luo Ning furrowed their brows at the same time.
How did this matter get tangled up with Uncle Luo Yuantu?
"Wait a minute!"
Mo Han stopped Leng Te from advancing, his eyes firmly fixed on Boss He, "Speak, how does this relate to Luo Yuantu?"
He Fang's eyes shifted rapidly as he quickly said, "If I tell you, will you let me go?"
"If you don't speak, I'll start by crippling your fifth limb!"
Mo Han snapped in a low voice, "Speak!"
The fifth limb, isn't that the little brother?
Boss He felt a chill down below and dared not haggle anymore, spilling everything about the phone call he had with Luo Yuantu the night before.
Listening to Boss He's words, Luo Ning felt as if she were crumbling.
She knew her uncle had always disliked her, but she hadn't expected him to be so venomous.
