Lin Qing’s Whereabouts

The dashing silver sport car moved as swiftly as the wind on the broad highway. Right now, Mo Wen and Gu Jingman had left the City of Devils, and were on their way to the Gu Clan Fort.

"Are you saying that Lin Qing had fallen into the hands of Zhou Chongxuan, the young master of the Zhou Clan?" Sitting in the passenger seat, Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, while staring at Gu Jingman quizzically.

"What do I get from lying to you? Don't you believe in my means? Not mentioning other places, but within the Su Province, no matter what happens, there is nothing that I, Gu Jingman, can't find out." Gu Jingman raised her pointed chin slightly, a glimpse of arrogance lighting up in her eyes.

Mo Wen naturally asked for Gu Jingman's help regarding Lin Qing's disappearance. Before that, Gu Jingman made a call. Only half an hour had passed, and they had had updates about Lin Qing.