As soon as Lu Chengzhou spoke, Lu Yī understood and said to the subordinates behind him, "Take good care of our guests."
"Yes." The subordinates immediately stepped forward and took the group away.
Streaks of blood remained on the white floor. Chilling screams could be heard from throughout the rest of the villa. Lu Chengzhou picked up the cell phone next to him and opened WeChat.
The chat record with Gu Mang was unchanged. He swiped to check the earlier messages. They were all very normal. They had been talking about what they were doing or what they were eating.
Lu Chengzhou kept swiping. His fingers twitched for some strange reason. It was as if his fingers were not his own. Pursing his lips, he closed the cell phone, and he leaned into the sofa tiredly. He titled his head back and he pinched the corner of his red sleepless eyes. He couldn't imagine what he would become if he couldn't get any leads.
