Tong Yandi was filled with a rage like thunder, wanting to storm up to Third Master Fong and question him, but once again he was held back by Xiao Yao.
"Yaoyao, why are you holding me back? Let go of me, I want to ask Fong Yiran where he has taken Pingan," Tong Yandi said furiously. However, he seemed not to have noticed that something was amiss; Fong Yiran had just walked past them with a few subordinates, yet he did not glance at them.
"Hmm, did someone just speak?" Fong Yiran asked curiously. He thought he had just heard the names Yaoyao and Pingan—could it be that he had become overly sensitive because of the kidnapping of Xiao Pingan?
The guards first looked around vigilantly, then at each other, and finally, one of them bent halfway and said, "Master, no." In fact, they did hear something, but since they didn't see anyone, they dismissed it as an illusion.
Fong Yiran hummed in acknowledgment, then got into his private car and left the place with an air of confidence.
