Pei Ya was taken aback for a moment, then opened the message. Upon seeing its content, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression thoughtful.
After a while, he turned off the phone, picked up his coat, and went downstairs.
Minutes later, a sports car drove out of the garage.
...
Several hours later, at a famous hotel in Yuncheng.
Pei Ya sat lazily and casually, his upturned peach-blossom eyes seeming to gaze at the person across from him, yet seeming to disregard him entirely.
He remained silent, but his powerful aura still felt oppressive.
At least from the moment Li Hanzhou arrived, Huo Yaozong had been a bit startled.
Who would have thought that such a man, once considered worthless, could transform so utterly?
Back then, people felt it was a pity Fu Yun had such good genes but bore such a useless son.
Indeed, the saying goes, "Thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west."
