Zhao Hengshan became serious and looked at the screen again.
On it, two dots of light flickered. One was fixed in place while the other was rapidly approaching.
He said in a deep voice, "Go ahead,"
After a moment, he said, "Alright, I got it."
He was about to return the phone to Gu Tinglan when he heard the sound of the rain and the sound of a car coming from the other end of the phone. He suddenly realized something.
"Professor Shen, are you going to Xi Hill now?!"
He stared at the screen and frowned.
"It's impossible for a car to drive through that small road, and if you want to take the main road, it'll be too late. We've already sent people to rescue her. It's too dangerous! You should come back!"
Shen Zhijin's tone of voice did not fluctuate at all. Instead, it was terrifyingly calm.
"I'm going to bring her home."
"You..."
Zhao Hengshan still wanted to persuade him otherwise.
