It's not impossible.
Lu Yuan looked out of the floating car window, in the direction of the neighborhood where Xu Mingguang's family used to live, and said lightly:
"In this era, can a few living people still disappear into thin air?"
Lu Feng, in the driver's seat, remained expressionless, offering no response.
Lu Yuan knew very well that Lu Feng understood what he meant.
He didn't believe that Lu Feng didn't have a clue about the whereabouts of Xu Mingguang's family; it was mainly a question of whether he was willing to bother investigating.
Clearly, Lu Feng didn't want to waste effort on this matter.
Lu Yuan knew this but couldn't do anything about it.
Lu Feng wasn't his person; asking him to handle small matters was fine, but expecting his full effort was impossible.
After all... his duty was only to supervise and protect him well.
Forget it.
He would figure it out himself later.
In fact, it wasn't necessary for him to get the Magic Cube immediately.
