"They'll be taking the sea route, landing at dawn tomorrow, no problem." Lan Xing quickly responded, sending the video to Luo Zheng while seriously reminding him, "Brother-in-law, is my sister alright? She's usually calm like ice, but when it comes to family, she's as impulsive as fire. You need to keep an eye on her. Also, my father is your father; if you don't get him back, I won't forgive you, understand?"
"Don't worry, I've got it under control." Luo Zheng promised.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Zheng noticed a new message on his specially modified, highly secure phone, which was protected against eavesdropping. He opened the message and saw an image of a convoy of police cars. Suddenly, a motorcycle team charged in, appearing like a racing club team, all decked out in racing suits with helmets obscuring their faces.
