Through the conversation between a few Black Demons, Gao Yang already understood what had transpired. He was becoming accustomed to these old men's sudden and dramatic changes.
Gao Yang wisely chose to say nothing, as anything said at that moment would be redundant, and talking too much would only lead to awkwardness without any positive outcome.
Looking at the crying child, Gao Yang picked up the phone and casually called one of his subordinates, asking them to come over and at least ensure nothing happens to the child. As for who would eventually take care of the child, he couldn't worry about that for now. Returning the child to his mother would likely be the most suitable choice.
He still got in the same car with Yarebin. Gao Yang felt strange inside. After such a sharp confrontation, pretending nothing had happened was one thing, but it was impossible to genuinely act as if nothing had occurred.
