Capture (2)

Peng Haoye's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect Han Bingling to know about Yin Fei's identity.

Several questions appeared in his mind, and he had to force himself to calm down. Peng Haoye looked at Peng Xiaowang and said. "Of course, it's my nephew. I don't understand why did you capture my nephew?"

"So you are saying you don't know this person?" Han Bingling pointed at Yin Fei, and the latter's face was filled with endless fear as he felt a bone-chilling cold aura had slowly invaded his body.

Peng Haoye put on a confused expression and said. "Of course. I don't know him. Who is he?"

"Him? Why don't we ask your nephew about it?" Han Bingling replied and turned to Peng Xiaowang, who was struggling to get out of Han Muyue's grasp. "Young Master Peng, why don't you tell me about him?… If you tell me truthfully, I will definitely let you go."