"I think I've found that jerk."
With one sentence from Snow Wolf, Ye Wan's eyes deepened instantly.
Jerk is the foreign mercenary that Shenyuan is looking for.
Snow Wolf and his brothers have been searching for months; it was as if the man had already died, with no news whatsoever.
Ye Wan had already given up, thinking that if fate didn't want her to earn that billion, then so be it.
Unexpectedly, there was a lead.
"Where is he?"
"The photo was sent over from Brazil, it's a bit blurry. But the person in the photo and the disguise when he was a mercenary looks almost the same, hasn't changed much. So, I'm planning to go there personally."
"Alright, go ahead. Be safe!"
"Will do!"
After hanging up the call, Ye Wan stood by the window for a long time.
Whether it's Wan San or that jerk, finding them and making them talk is just a matter of time.
