The car's engine roared and it disappeared from view in no time.
The Mo Family's bodyguards left too.
Fan Yu was the only person left on the spacious coastal street.
He stared at the direction in which Mo Yongheng had disappeared and expressionlessly got into his car.
After he was sure that there was no one else in his surroundings, he dug into his pocket and found a paper slip.
Mo Yongheng had dropped it into his pocket earlier on when he had rushed up to him and pretended to have the urge to beat him up.
Soon after, the Mo Family's bodyguards appeared…
Fan Yu seemed to have understood something as he swiftly opened up the paper slip before him.
His pupils immediately shrank as he scrutinized the contents of the slip!
He anxiously took out his cell phone and dialed Nian Xiaomu's number.
"Tan Bengbeng is not dead. We must find her before Mo Qian does, she has the Mo Family warrant that has been passed on for many generations!"
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Who was she?
Where was she?
