"Uncle Ye! Uncle Ye!" Tang Suiyu rushed over, disregarding everything.
Feng Li scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, quickly sweeping over the people lying on the ground. "He's not here!"
Was it good news or bad news?
Tang Suiyu's heart pounded violently as she weakly asked, "He won't be in trouble, right?"
Just a moment ago, he hadn't paid attention to her, and now seeing her somewhat disheveled appearance, she was still just an inexperienced eighteen-year-old girl after all.
Feng Li couldn't bear to leave her question unanswered, "He won't be!"
"That's good. He's so capable, how could he be in trouble!" Tang Suiyu comforted herself with words, but her heart was as tense as a steel rod twisted continuously, invading her flesh inch by inch, like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.
"Remember this place, the corpses of these people must be dealt with." She slowly walked out, "Do you know where to find Uncle Ye?"
"I don't know!"
