"We'd definitely get him. But, before that, let's go to the ghost market. Since it's a mission assigned by Young Master Tang, things shouldn't be this simple." Helian Wei Wei said while she mounted her BMW Tomahawk. As she fastened her helmet with her long and slender fingers, she gazed at the woman and asked, "You lost your son at the school gate, right?"
The woman wiped away her tears. "That's what the school teacher said."
"Understood. You should return home for now. I will update you when we make any progress." After she cleared all her doubts, Helian Wei Wei tightened her grip around the handles. She started the engine of her charismatic BMW Tomahawk and swooshed out of the alley, heading for the ghost market.
