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"Is it from the station, should I answer it?"
Xiong Yourong looked at Bai Xiaofan on her body and showed her the phone.
"Answer it; there might be something going on!"
Although Bai Xiaofan really wanted to do something with Xiong Yourong, he knew that it was late, and if the station was calling Xiong Yourong, it must be something urgent.
After all, Xiong Yourong was now the chief of police.
"Hello..."
Xiong Yourong took a couple of quick breaths to calm the flames of restlessness inside her and answered the phone.
"Husband..."
"I'll go with you!"
Bai Xiaofan didn't say much; he heard the words on the other end of the phone, and intuition told him that this must be a grudge between cultivators.
"Thank you, husband!"
Xiong Yourong happily threw herself into Bai Xiaofan's arms, then the two quickly got dressed and left Xiong Yourong's home.
The contents of the call were simple: near Xiong Yourong's home, a group of people were beating up someone.
