Not Mortal

Below Leshan, in the hotel.

All of Tang Nan's clothes were soaked in sweat.

Next to him was Tang Anhe.

Tang Anhe's expression at this moment looked extremely nervous.

"The Patriarch has gone down the mountain. If I'm not wrong, he must go to Qingyi Town to find the young man next. Tang Nan, have the people you hired succeeded?" Tang Anhe asked.

Tang Nan's complexion was also very ugly, "They have already taken action, but there is no news yet, and the phone cannot be reached."

"Damn, then, what do we do next? Should we just go to the Patriarch for a showdown, or wait?" Tang Anhe gritted his teeth.

Tang Nan shook his head, "I'm not sure if he is dead, but how do we showdown? Also, we left without permission, the Patriarch hasn't called me yet... He must be too busy to ignore me. Now, what we need to do is to rush to Qingyi Town to confirm the result."

"It can only be so." Tang Anhe took a breath.