"Yoohoo…" Old Master Jimo was about to retort when he suddenly furrowed his brows tightly, looking at the small phone under the coffee table that resembled a toy, blinking merrily.
Seeing Old Master Jimo's complexion slightly change, Old Master Luo also furrowed his brows.
Old Master Jimo did not avoid Old Master Luo, and directly picked up the phone from under the coffee table: "Hello… What?… Okay, I understand… Mhm."
In those brief two minutes, Old Master Luo saw Old Master Jimo turn from serious to shocked, and then to a silent state.
Until Old Master Jimo put down the phone, Old Master Luo had not said a word. There are some things that it's better not to ask about, to avoid getting a refusal which could be awkward.
"Qianqian and Jin Nian might be targeted," Old Master Jimo said with a grave expression.
Hearing it was related to Luo Qianqian, Old Master Luo couldn't sit still anymore. He almost slammed the table as he stood up, "What's going on?"
