Ouyang Xiu, supporting his brother, walked out. Although he was reluctant, he had grown to feel somewhat desperate. He was no longer the privileged young master but two down-and-out youths.
What could he use to investigate his father's death, what could he use to avenge his father? The only solution was to first save their own lives, to first survive. But in this city, there were too many dangers, so he planned to leave first.
Xiang Yu sat on the sofa, and upon seeing the two brothers leave, he took out his cellphone. Now, his few brothers had all gone off to handle things, and after thinking it over, he called Long Wu.
At the moment, Long Wu was sitting idly in the villa, although she had planned to go on a mission with Long Zaitian, but was rejected by him. Long Zaitian wanted Long Wu to stay by Xiang Yu's side, ready for deployment at any moment.
"What's up?" Long Wu, sitting on the sofa with his cellphone, asked emotionlessly.
