Mu Donglin watched as Peter took Li Beinian away. He wanted to follow them, but before he could, he found himself stuck on-the-spot.
He turned to look in the direction in which the Maybach had driven off. At a will, Mu Donglin seemed to have caught up with the car.
He could see the other Mu Donglin in the car. The man seemed cold and void of expression.
He drove steadily and shortly after, a call came through his cell phone.
The caller ID reflected on the screen was very familiar. It read: Kerou.
Mu Donglin picked up the call. A voice came over the car's speaker. It was Lin Kerou's gentle and sugary sweet voice. "Brother Donglin, where are you? I've been waiting for you for a long time. If you're not coming, I'm going to bed!"
One was able to easily tell from the girl's coquettish and dainty voice, that she lived a happy and blissful life.
When Mu Donglin heard Lin Kerou's voice, his expression softened.
