"It's really a shame that scumbag Bi Quan got away. When I have the time, I'm going to give him a proper lesson," Xiao Feng said with a look of regret.
Lu Yao chuckled, "Brother Yanhuang, I checked earlier and in a few days, Shihan's favorite singer is performing in Jiangcheng, right? Bi Junxian's company is hosting the event, and there's a rumor he will be there in person."
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. If that's the case, he wouldn't have to go looking for them.
Just then, Zhao Guo'an's phone rang.
Zhen Jinghan glanced at it and saw the screen displayed "Grandson."
"Hello, grandson, why are you calling me?" Zhao Guo'an asked in a feigned tone.
A young man's voice came through the receiver: "Do you know what day it is today?"
"What day?" Zhao Guo'an was puzzled. "I don't think today is any significant holiday, right?"
"Hehe, you're done for," the young man sneered.
"Bullshit!" Zhao Guo'an roared angrily, "You're the one who's done for."
