"Don't concern yourself with who I am, just remember one thing, come alone. If you bring Qin Yanyang with you, I guarantee your sister will die a very painful death,"
the woman's voice on the other end of the line sounded even colder.
Yang Fei's mind raced and he blurted out, "Are you Zhuge Hong?"
There was a noticeable pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly surprised voice, "You actually know my name?"
Having confirmed the caller's identity, Yang Fei immediately felt relieved and said coldly, "If my sister is missing even a single hair, I'll make sure the entire Zhuge aristocratic family joins her in burial."
"Outskirts, abandoned thermal power plant," Zhuge Hong gave him a location.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Fei walked out of the clinic with a sullen face.
Since it was nearly the end of his shift, he didn't bother to ask Li Xuantong for leave and directly hailed a taxi, giving the driver the address.
