After Aiven had hung up the phone, Ling Feng felt somewhat uneasy, but deep down, he still sighed in relief. If anything truly dangerous had happened, Aiven would not have kept it from him. Since he hadn't mentioned anything, it could only mean that the situation wasn't as serious as imagined.
But what on earth did Catherine intend to do? Coming to Yan University all of a sudden and even becoming a lecturer, now she wanted to leave abruptly again. There was definitely something fishy about this whole affair.
Before Ling Feng could ponder further, he heard a series of footsteps nearby, and then several burly men appeared in front of Ling Feng, staring at him with ill intentions.
"Who are you?" Ling Feng frowned, "This is Yan University, are you trying to make trouble here?"
"We know this is Yan University, but what about it?" the leading burly man said coldly, "You are Ling Feng, the manager of building nine?"
