In a small villa within Feiyun Villa, Su Shenyun poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Zhang Yong.
"Miss Su, thank you."
Su Shenyun sat on the sofa across from him. "Zhang Shizun, please don't be anxious. Panicking won't help. I've already contacted my colleagues at the Audit Bureau to help with the search. We should have results soon."
"Moreover, my niece was with your daughter."
"Alas!"
Zhang Yong let out a long sigh. How can I not be anxious when Xiao Yi's life hangs in the balance?
But just as Su Shenyun had said, panicking now was useless.
He tightly grasped the scalding teacup and ground his teeth. "This is most likely the work of those scum from the Holy Boi Religion! Only they would dare to commit such an act in broad daylight!"
Sitting beside Su Shenyun, Luo Xiu asked, "From your tone, Zhang Shizun, have you had contact with this heretic cult before?"
