Lu Qilin emerged from the shadows and turned to walk towards the dining table. Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a tall figure that seemed somewhat familiar. Upon taking a closer look, he saw nothing special apart from the waitstaff moving back and forth.
Outside "Taohuawu," Sheng Jianan's tall figure sat back in the car, his whole demeanor radiating an air of hostility. Qiao Zi, sitting in the front driver's seat, shivered involuntarily.
Cautiously turning her head, she held the latest information she had found, but given the current situation, she didn't dare speak. Sheng Jianan narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze over her face: "Speak!"
Qiao Zi hesitated but decided not to add fuel to the fire at this moment: "Still... still haven't found anything."
