Jiangli picked up a cup from nearby, took a sip of tea, and said with an air of composure, "I guess he should be calling now. You answer it."
Was this also within the expectations of the old ancestor?
As Xia Xin thought, he quickly answered the phone, "Hello, Mr. Cao—"
"Master, master, save me!"
Xia Xin hadn't finished speaking when Mr. Cao's roar came through from the other side.
Xia Xin's eardrums were nearly torn.
He quickly moved the phone away and switched to speaker mode before asking, "What, what happened, Mr. Cao?"
"Big trouble! Master, I'm about to die, you must save me!" Mr. Cao's tone was filled with panic, clearly having encountered some bad situation.
Xia Xin looked towards Jiangli.
Jiangli tilted her chin up, signaling for him to continue asking.
Xia Xin nodded and asked, "Mr. Cao, please don't panic. Can you tell me what happened?"
"I, I suspect someone is out to get me!" Mr. Cao's voice was trembling with extreme fear.
