Zhong Jinnan was upstairs, always listening to the noise outside.
He had a gun in his hand, so Yu Yao didn't dare make a sound.
Zhong Jinnan was a ruthless character. If he could hold her hostage, he naturally wasn't afraid of hurting her son.
Outside, Song Yansheng was constantly observing the memorial tablets, trying to slightly move each one.
He didn't discover anything unusual.
It wasn't until he reached his grandfather's memorial tablet that he extended his hand, intending to move it.
His fingers hesitated for a moment; the memorial tablet didn't move.
He looked at Gu Zheng, who understood that they had found the mechanism.
He gestured to Song Yansheng with his eyes, indicating not to panic for the time being.
Song Yansheng stood there without moving, while Gu Zheng gestured with his eyes to the men behind him, all wearing dark camouflage uniforms.
