"Xiao Ye! The matter in Nan City..."
"The matter in Nan City is under my control. I have sent people from Di City to handle it."
"And in Hancheng..."
"I have already sent people to negotiate. Currently, Wei Lingyu is not in any life-threatening danger."
"Good, good." Mu Jingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how big a mistake Wei Lingyu made, he still carries the Mu family's blood. Mu Jingfeng didn't want to bring back just a cold corpse.
"Chen Wei is in my hands. If you need him, after you return to Di City, I'll have someone send him over."
Mu Jingfeng looked embarrassed, not knowing how to face his son.
"Dad, after guarding abroad for so many years, you haven't seen through anything at all?"
"What?" Mu Jingfeng was puzzled, not understanding what Mu Xingye meant by that.
"Mom's illness."
"Your mom, she..."
