Dongfang Jin watched Guisu's retreating figure and also noticed Mu Xiaoyao approaching from a distance.
Before Mu Xiaoyao arrived, he sat down beside Baili Xia and observed her face.
"Is there news? Who wants to kill me?" Baili Xia continued to pack her needle bag without looking up at him.
He had just noticed the caller ID, and his expression was unusual, so she guessed that the call must be related to this matter.
Dongfang Jin's eyes shone with a trace of admiration but sometimes, being a bit foolish could make a woman happier.
"He was rescued; I am hesitating whether to tell you who rescued him."
Baili Xia's heart trembled, and her breathing became erratic.
The mood that had finally improved, at this moment, completely fell into despair: "Uncle's men?"
Dongfang Jin did not speak, he himself did not know what Mu Xiaojiu was really planning.
Before Mu Xiaoyao got closer, he whispered, "Don't confront him head-on."
