Yes, no one knows the process better than Lair.
But precisely because of this, there are some questions he doesn't dare to think about deeply.
For instance, exactly how long ago did they act?
Is there really still time?
Lair took a deep breath and then released Harlow.
"Find my son, and we're even!" he stared intently at Harlow, "If you can't find him, I'll kill you!"
Harlow, just released, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, even if the Black Merchants really acted on No-man's Land, they wouldn't dare to do it openly, otherwise, I wouldn't still be in the dark. And if it was only part of them, then there's still hope of finding him... We can definitely find him!"
Under Lair's murderous gaze, Harlow dared not say anything vague. After taking a deep breath, he took the lead and walked out.
"Come with me, we'll look for him now."
Ten minutes later, Lair followed Harlow to a warehouse he had visited just a few days before.
