PATTER!
With a crisp sound, the cell phone in Xia Luoqing's hands slipped and fell to the ground.
He had finished listening to the call, and, although only a single line had been said over the phone, he couldn't think of a single response. His face had gone ghostly white as all the color had drained from his face. He had been overcome by fear.
There'd been only one line that had been conveyed in the phone call: "The Xia family has fallen. Run for your life, as quickly as you can!"
Xia Luoqing was very familiar with this cell phone number: it belonged to his father. This had been the first time he'd ever heard his father's voice filled with such trepidation. It had been an utterly unbelievable experience.
The two men in suits who worked for the Xia family raised their heads toward Xu Que at nearly the same time. They were struck with both fear and astonishment.
