Lu Xiangtian's expression changed when he heard Zhao Youlin's words. His sharp eyes stared at Zhao Youlin unmovingly, as if he was confirming whether what Zhao Youlin said was true.
The atmosphere between the two of them froze for a moment. After what seemed like hours, Lu Xiangtian seemed to have made up his mind. He asked in a deep voice, "Then may I ask, Ms. Zhao, who is the friend who left the necklace with you and where is she now?"
