"What? More than fifty young girls missing?" Ling Feng received a call from Bai Feifei, his face involuntarily showing surprise.
"Okay, I understand, but I don't think Flame Hall would do such a thing. I'll call Wei Meizi right now!" Ling Feng knew what Bai Feifei meant, so he immediately said.
After hanging up the phone, Ling Feng was thoughtful. He did not believe that Flame Hall was responsible; he was well aware of Wei Meizi's character, despite her being a part of the Underworld.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Feng dialed Wei Meizi's number.
"Master, are you thinking of your servant in the quiet of the night?" As soon as the phone connected, Wei Meizi's voice came through.
"Ahem, Meizi, I'm calling you this time for official business!" Ling Feng decided to be quick, lest Ting Yu heard about this—it would really be like mud falling into one's crotch!
