Shi Jiubai's heart skipped a beat as the blast sounded, feeling his rising anger even through the phone.
Yet deep inside, a strong sense of pleasure surged.
"Moli, you know, Lan Huan doesn't have my patience. If you want to save your son and daughter quickly, prepare 10 billion and wait for Xiao Chen and me to contact you to deliver it in person."
Upon hanging up, Moli turned her expressionless face to look at her father.
"We've tracked the exact location, but they've been preparing. The situation may not be good."
Xiao Chengyu's eyebrows knitted closely as he pointed at the real-time satellite imagery on the computer screen, showing the detailed distribution of bombs at the detected location.
Moli glanced at the various danger signals indicated, giving one order after another to the staff beside her.
"Everyone must follow the instructions, and I want everything ready before dawn."
"Yes."
The staff immediately retreated upon receiving the orders.
