Murong Zhanhun heard Ye Long's words and said with a displeased expression, "Brother Ye, I, Murong Zhanhun, am not the kind of person to only share the good times and not the tough. Although my identity in Hiroshima is important, I doubt it's anything serious, especially with my grandfather in this!"
"Anyway, it's nothing. Whatever he wants, I'm waiting for him!" Ye Long remained nonchalant.
But things were indeed not as simple as they seemed. Murong Zhanhun had only driven halfway when he then received a phone call!
After a few responses on the phone, Murong Zhanhun hung up!
After hanging up, Murong Zhanhun glanced at Ye Long, smiled, and said, "Heh, that was quick. It was my grandfather who called. The issue has already reached him, and he wants us to come over!"
Ye Long, indifferent, spread his hands and said, "Then let's go!"
Murong Zhanhun wasn't worried, since what was done was done, and he wasn't afraid of facing the consequences!
