Half an hour later, Lu Zijia led a few people and stopped in front of the Ji family's door.
"This, this… Master, my son's soul is imprisoned in the Ji family?" Seeing that Lu Zijia stopped moving forward, Master Yan's expression changed drastically and an unprecedented anger surged in his mind.
The Ji family and the Yan family had always been on good terms. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were family friends. If his son's soul was really imprisoned in the Ji family…
Thinking of that possibility, Master Yan's hands, which were by his sides, couldn't help trembling violently.
As for Madam Yan and Yan Yunze, they seemed to have thought of the same thing as Master Yan. Their faces were pale and extremely ugly.
"The compass shows that your son is inside." Lu Zijia looked at the compass in her hand and said affirmatively.
