"But don't worry anymore, I've brought him here."
Tang Wuzhen sneered coldly.
"Well, since you're here, young master of the Fan Family, you'll stay here forever!"
Master Tang's eyes flashed with a chill.
Immediately, dozens of Master Tang's subordinates blocked the exit tightly.
However, Fan Jingyu's face was full of smiles, not showing any sign of worry.
"Master Tang, don't you want to know why we're here?"
Fan Jingyu smiled mysteriously.
Master Tang paused, his expression changed: "What do you mean?"
"It's simple. You can try contacting your subordinates. They will definitely know what's happened."
Fan Jingyu chuckled.
Master Tang's subordinates immediately tried to contact Mo Han, but there was no response for a long time.
Contacting the Zhai Family also yielded no reply.
"What exactly happened?"
Master Tang was a bit anxious, worry showing on his face.
"Dad, don't listen to this boy's nonsense, just kill him first!"
