"Really?" Huang Xiaojun was instantly overjoyed. If these words came from a terrifying person like Tang Mo, then they must certainly be true. Thus, she said, "Brother Tang, that assassin called earlier, saying he wanted to know Leng Xuan's cellphone number, but who knows what for. However, neither Xu Renjie nor I know Leng Xuan's number, so we're quite frustrated!"
Tang Mo replied indifferently, "Oh. Then write this down."
Huang Xiaojun was taken aback, then joyfully said, "Brother Tang, you know it?"
Tang Mo hummed in affirmation and directly reported Leng Xuan's number, which Xu Renjie noted down on his cellphone next to him.
"Brother Tang, is there anything else?" Huang Xiaojun asked.
"That's all," Tang Mo responded and then hung up.
On the other end, Xu Renjie had already composed a text message and sent Leng Xuan's cellphone number to Qi Yue…
