"With only one day left of the five-day deadline, and still not a soul in sight, could it be that they ran away?"
Yan Linghu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Hmph, if I can't handle Chen Mo, do you think I can't handle you? Daring to steal my money, I'll dig you out even if I have to search three feet under the ground!"
At this moment, a follower quickly entered the tavern, approached Yan Linghu, and lowered his head, saying: "Young Master, there's news about Jian Yinsan."
Yan Linghu raised an eyebrow slightly, sneering, "He finally dares to show up, where is he? Bring him here immediately!"
"He might not be able to come..."
The follower leaned in closer and whispered in his ear.
Bang!
The wine cup in Yan Linghu's hand shattered into pieces, his eyes full of astonishment, "Dead?!"
Originally, he had only mentioned it in passing, not expecting Jian Yinsan to truly go to the Donghua Region to seize the opportunity, and he even ran into Chen Mo, being beheaded on the spot!
