Ling Mohan was detained in Qingcheng, not far from the residential area.
In light of Hua Ziyan's successful escape, the guardians had Ling Mohan wear handcuffs and shackles.
Ling Mohan's attitude was excellent; he spent his days eating and sleeping as if he were on vacation. Ye Li was Ye Huang's Achilles' heel; before they found Ye Li, he wouldn't do anything to him.
Fu Xue had already been waiting there. Seeing Doctor Zhu follow Ye Huang, she instinctively wanted to flee, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move.
She also wanted to hear the news about Ye Li. If Ling Mohan was lying, she could remind Ye Huang in time.
"Where's Ling Mohan?" Ye Huang asked.
Fu Xue answered, "Inside."
"Bring him to see me."
"Yes."
Ye Huang sat down behind a spacious mahogany desk, his fingers on the tabletop, occasionally tapping lightly, his deep black eyes calm and undisturbed.
In the face of Ling Mohan, he needed to be doubly calm!
