Feng Yao heard sounds and saw Nan Zhi standing at the door in panic. After saying a few more words to Helian Xiao, he hung up quickly.
Throwing his phone on the bed, Feng Yao went to Nan Zhi with quick steps, holding onto her shaking shoulders. "You heard what I said to my Lord?"
Nan Zhi held Feng Yao's arm, feeling like her throat was blocked, her heart trembling violently, like an invisible hand was holding on to it tightly, making her unable to make a sound.
"Zhizhi, Zhizhi…"
There seemed to be someone shouting at her ear and Nan Zhi's long eyelashes fluttered. She regained her senses and the hand on Feng Yao's arm tightened. "Xiaojie's missing?"
"That is what my my Lord said. I think Zhuzhu must have heard something in the Capital and told my Lord. But Zhizhi don't worry, your man has great power. He should be able to find Xiaojie very soon."
Nan Zhi knew what Feng Yao said was reasonable, but her heart was still in panic.
