It's dark, and there's still no news of Yang Fan.
Han Yi'an has already called the police and can only wait for updates from them for now.
Murong Yan kept dialing Yang Fan's phone, but it was always turned off.
In the hall of Liuyun Temple, the five people inside all looked grim; what to do had become a problem they had to face.
If they couldn't find him, they couldn't just wait here forever.
But to leave, could they really abandon Yang Fan in the dense mountains and forests around Liuyun Temple?
"Aunt, Uncle Han, tomorrow we'll mobilize all the villagers around Liuyun Temple to go into the mountains and search. A reward of five million for finding Yang Fan, one million for providing clues." This was the only solution Murong Yan could think of.
Baili Lanxiang and Han Yi'an had no objections, at present, they could only do that.
No one spoke, waiting silently for daylight.
