"The net of heaven has large meshes, but it lets nothing through. If someone is up to no good, only if they do nothing at all can they hope to keep it a secret. If such a person exists, they can't escape justice; they will eventually slip up."
"You're right," the other agreed.
"All we can hope for now is for Xiaofeng to safely get through this tough time; otherwise, no truth really matters..."
"Xiaofeng will be alright, he must be."
"Right, good people will always be watched over. Wait for my message."
"Thank you," came the grateful response.
After hanging up, Nan Zhifeng was finally able to relax a bit, comforted by the thought that someone still believed in her.
Now, all she could do was pray to the heavens not to harm Xiaofeng.
She was willing to trade her own life to redeem Xiaofeng's.
So, the agonizing time slowly passed...
Nan Zhifeng hadn't slept for three days and nights, clutching her phone every day waiting for a message.
