The night was deep, and Gu Yong stared at his phone, feeling somewhat anxious and uneasy.
The time for the meeting with Yan Qi, as agreed, was approaching. He wanted to just turn off his phone, but he also wanted to leave himself a way out, so he kept turning it off and on.
After torturing himself like this for half the day, he finally made it to the appointed time, but the phone did not ring.
His men, who were arranged to keep watch around the area, also didn't report any unusual movements.
So he forced himself to wait for another hour, and the phone still didn't ring.
Gu Yong laughed then. It turned out that his previous worries were all in vain; Yan Qi didn't show up at all.
He decisively turned off his phone.
Thinking he could finally sleep peacefully, his lookout, Xiao Mao, suddenly texted: "Brother Yong, there seems to be some commotion outside."
Gu Yong's heart, which had just settled, jumped up again. He hurriedly got up, put on a coat, and went out into the night.
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