The buried past is about to be unveiled once again.
Qiao Lang was still at home when he suddenly received a phone call from the elder. Thinking that Xiaren had been found, he hurried back home. As he entered, the solemn look on his face was as pronounced as the crisp sound of his high heels hitting the floor.
"Dad, has Xiaren been found?"
The elder shook his head: "Although Xiaren's whereabouts are still unknown, I believe that Limo will find her soon. However, this matter also concerns you and it's time to clarify things. Smith has just sent news — Xiaren was kidnapped by people from Dark Night."
Dark Night.
Qiao Lang had indeed heard of this organization before; it always lurked on the edge of danger and darkness.
"It concerns me?" Qiao Lang was clearly stunned, not understanding how his father could link Xiaren's kidnapping to himself.
