"Ding ling ling!"
Before Chen Dao and the others could call Wang Kaoshan, Ye Ling's phone suddenly rang with an urgent ringtone.
Looking at the unfamiliar number on his phone, a naked murderous intent flashed through Ye Ling's eyes.
As soon as the call connected, a gloomy voice transmitted from the phone, "Are you Ye Ling? The one who killed my family head, is that you?"
"It's me."
Ye Ling said straightforwardly.
Upon hearing this, the voice from the phone brimmed with murderous aura.
"You must be very anxious right now, right?"
"The person you are looking for is now at my Wu family's house, I give you fifteen minutes to get here."
"If you don't arrive within the time, don't blame me for being ruthless…"
After saying that, the call was abruptly cut off.
"Let's go! To the Wu family!"
Ye Ling said with a deep voice.
At that moment, Ye Ling's expression was as dark as water, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous intent that instilled fear in people.