Han Bing had just lain down when she heard Lu Qingyu's words. She quickly turned on the light and sat up, frowning, "What's happened?"
Lu Qingyu hurriedly handed over the note to Han Bing. Han Bing read the words on the note aloud: "Make Li Xiaobao leave Baocheng, or there will be no mercy!"
Han Bing's face turned icy. "Who sent this?"
"I didn't see anyone, but I can confirm it's an expert, probably better than me!" Lu Qingyu's expression was grave.
"What does this person want? Why make Xiaobao leave?" Han Bing looked utterly confused.
"Perhaps Li Xiaobao's presence threatens someone's interests!" Lu Qingyu tightened his grip on the short knife, his eyes sharp beyond measure.
Han Bing thought for a moment, then immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number she had always remembered by heart.
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