Hearing that voice's reminder, Ni Hong sneered, "Don't worry, I'm so far from the city, there's no way he could find me!"
After a pause, she continued to ask, "Elder, now that the man has left the hotel, what should we do?"
"It was you who insisted on dealing with him first. If it were up to me, you should have taken action against Zhou Kun first!" said the aged voice.
"But he's already on alert and is hiding inside the old Duan Family mansion, refusing to come out. I can't find a way to get to him!" Ni Hong said anxiously.
"Even if you can't go, you must find a way. Now Zhou Kun might have already made a will. If he dies, you won't get a penny, and our months of painstaking efforts might go to waste!" the aged voice said.
Ni Hong narrowed her eyes, grinding her teeth: "It's all because of that bumpkin. If he hadn't shown up, Zhou Kun would have been dead in about a month!"
