Lin Rui followed them all the way to the outside of the courtyard, anxiously pacing back and forth at the entrance, not knowing when Fu Shihan would arrive, and unable to go in by himself.
Li Xuanqing had no shortage of men under his command; going in alone would most likely mean a chilly end inside.
Time slowly passed by, and when Fu Shihan appeared in his line of sight, half an hour had already gone by.
Fu Shihan had probably dialed countless calls to Li Xuanqing on the way, not one went through.
He was well-aware of the means Li Xuanqing had for dealing with people; he dared not think about how Su Wanxin would be treated today.
Seeing him arrive, Lin Rui felt assured. He leaped over the wall into the courtyard to open the door for him, and the two rushed into the house, only to see Li Xuanqing leisurely sitting on the couch, drinking tea, watching TV.
"Where is she?"
