A Personality That Solely Belonged to Her

Yu Shijin's voice seemed icy and deep as it drifted over the phone.

Chi Yue felt a chill down his spine. He sent the numbers on the laptop over to Yu Shijin before holding the transceiver to his mouth. "Young Master Yu, I have sent real-time information to your side."

Yu Shijin replied with a hum and ended the call.

The man dressed in black beside him passed the laptop over to him, and he said, "Young Master Yu, this is the whereabouts of the gang."

"Notify the police and seal off Street 91." Yu Shijin looked at the laptop and then walked out.

The man dressed in black heard his words and immediately took out his phone to dial a number.