"Lord Wen, I don't recognize him, but Li Zongbing and Han Laifu should know some clues," Qin said.
"Alright, my dear nephew, rest assured, I will certainly give you an explanation," Zhou Yanming replied.
"Thank you, Lord Wen."
Wen Zhantian bowed to Zhou Yanming, turned, and walked out of the box. Wen Zhantian's face was as dark as water as he pulled out his cell phone and made a call, which was quickly answered.
"Uncle, do you have any orders?"
"Zihua, go find Li Zongbing and Han Laifu for me; I have something to ask them."
"Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhantian looked down somewhat gloomily, and with just one glance, he was taken aback. He saw two unfamiliar faces!
These two individuals, a man and a woman, were unusual. The woman, dressed relatively normal, resembled a swordswoman, her face covered with a piece of white gauze. Even with just a pair of beautiful eyes exposed, she looked to be a striking woman.
