Hearing this, Nangong Jin nodded and said, "Got it. Keep him locked up for a few days first. Get him to reveal his cousin's whereabouts. You don't need me to teach you how to interrogate, do you?"
"Understood," Xiaowu replied respectfully.
Nangong Jin hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Di Jinxuan asked.
"That old man still has accomplices," Nangong Jin squinted his eyes slightly, "so we haven't dealt with him yet."
"What should we do then?" Di Jinxuan widened her eyes in surprise.
"No worries." Nangong Jin gently patted her head and smiled warmly, "There are just a few loose ends left. It's nothing serious. Your husband will handle it. Don't stress."
"Okay." Di Jinxuan nodded, "Let's go eat then."
"Sure." Nangong Jin took her hand, and as they walked, he said, "Wife, after our wedding, your husband is officially going to start teaching you how to dance. Are you ready for it?"
Upon hearing this, Di Jinxuan looked startled, almost in disbelief, and asked, "Really?"
