After Zhang Zhe ran to a room, Ning Dai and Mo Chen finally caught him.
"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?" She slapped Zhang Zhe on the back.
Zhang Zhe took a breath and lay on the ground covered in sweat. He didn't move like a dead dog. That run just now had exhausted all of his strength.
Ning Dai didn't show any mercy. She tied him to the chair and sat down to rest.
"Dai'er, look at this."
Mo Chen took out a tape and signaled her to play it on the recorder. A rustling sound was heard.
"After we catch her, that old thing can only give us the family property."
"Don't let her escape. If she doesn't die, the Ning family will not be destroyed."
Ning Dai clenched her fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "These are the voices of Second and Third Uncle."
