The atmosphere in the station was tense.
Outside, a Ferrari pulled up, Zhu Yulan's car.
However, at this moment, it was her elder sister, Zhu Xianglan, who was sitting in the car.
She glanced at the police cars parked at the entrance and a slight smile curved her lips. She took out a recorder and handed it to the bodyguard in the passenger seat.
"Give it to him," she said.
"Yes."
The man took the recorder and entered the station.
At that moment, Luo Hao was alone in a room, belonging neither to the Huang Family nor Xu Musen's side. It seemed as though he had been forgotten, anxiously waiting.
Suddenly, the door was opened and a man wearing sunglasses walked in. He was tall, and the professionalism of his bodyguard role lent him an intimidating presence.
"Who are you..."
Luo Hao asked, a bit like a startled bird.
The man didn't speak, only threw the recorder to him: "This has what you want."
After saying that, he turned and left.
