"Young master, I also want to correct something. Old Dong has been drooling over the young masters of the Hundred Herbs Hall for a long time, and I know where his sheep pen is too. Let me go."
"Scoundrel, how dare you frame me."
With that leader, this group of human traffickers immediately got into a brawl.
Mei Weixuan frowned slightly and whispered into Zhong Lin's ear, "Zhong Lin, seeing the way these scum look, Little Stone is probably not in their hands."
Zhong Lin also nodded and said, "I see."
He had already begun killing, and still no one admitted to kidnapping Little Stone. Chances are high that this group of traffickers doesn't have him.
"But regardless, none of these people should think they'll live to return. Tonight, I've made a big show of looking for him, and secretly, who knows how many are watching, including the one who kidnapped Stone. I want them to see: either they return Stone to me, or they'll all die."
