"Shen Xianming?" Huo Tianqian frowned as he murmured to himself, then nodded in response: "I'll handle it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Huo Tianqian stood by the car door, smoking a cigarette while deep in thought.
The woman inside the car grew impatient, she picked up her clothes to cover her body, leaning weakly against the door, complaining, "Master Huo, why did you stop?"
Huo Tianqian took a heavy drag on his cigarette, then turned to ask the woman, "Do you know Shen Xianming?"
The woman was taken aback, "Shen Xianming?"
Immediately she thought of something and couldn't help but let out a snort, "Master Huo, are you looking for that incompetent Shen Xianming?"
"Incompetent?" Huo Tianqian didn't understand.
