"How could this happen? It shouldn't be. Three days ago, I was still chatting with her. These days the company has been so busy with dismembering Demons, I didn't get in touch, who would have known, who would have known..." Li Linhan released Feng Wenhao, his lips trembling.
He glanced at the bluish-purple mark on Feng Wenhao's wrist, and said, "Xiaofeng, I'm sorry, I used too much force..."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. For a Martial Artist, this is nothing. Don't worry or get worked up, just wait at home, our Martial Guard will definitely do everything to crack the case. A vice-principal from Yunhua Martial Arts Academy personally called, the higher-ups are very concerned about Zhang Xinglie's family."
"Yes, the higher-ups are very concerned, very concerned..." Li Linhan's lips were still trembling.
