Seeing Nangong Yaoling, he asked respectfully, "Young Master, a helicopter just attacked this ward... the pilot has already escaped, and we are in pursuit... Are you... alright?" His eyes glanced at the chaos in the room and the broken window glass, a trace of shock flashing in his eyes.
Nangong Yaoling saw the few people at the door, raised an eyebrow slightly, and opened his mouth after a moment, a smile playing on his lips, "It's nothing, just a small matter. Sorry to trouble you, Chief Sun."
His voice was sinister, and Xia Xiaonuan, standing to the side, felt a bit scared hearing it. Some of the police officers were already sweating from their foreheads.
The leading officer wiped his sweat with his hand, "No trouble at all. It's our honor to work for the Young Master..." He still seemed a bit apprehensive, wanting to say something but holding back, barely daring to breathe.
