The speaker was Hu Zi, Hou Ze's assistant. Hu Zi said to Nan Qiao, "Huo Siyu can't be contacted. She went to an auction to bid on medicinal materials, and we've been in touch the whole time. But now, I can't reach her."
Nan Qiao's expression darkened, filled with worry, "Have people been sent to search for her?"
"People have already been sent, and they are currently on the way. I followed them as well. When there's news, I'll report back to you."
Nan Qiao was beside herself with anxiety and wished she could go there with them that very moment.
"Boss, don't come over for now. We'll go and check out the situation. If you leave Jing City, things might descend into chaos. You should stay and take charge here."
Nan Qiao, holding her phone, her brow furrowed and her voice low, said, "I understand. Be careful, and I'll send more people to back you up."
"All right, thank you, boss."
Nan Qiao hung up the call and then received a call from Hou Ze.