"Haozi has been captured."
Lu Xining pursed her lips tightly, her expression serious and worried, a heavy sense of an impending storm weighing on her heart.
Haozi had always been her hidden ace.
He usually operated in the shadows; over the years, he had never shown himself in public, and aside from their own people, no one knew of his relationship with her.
Even when he led people to rescue Lu Nuonuo in Port City last time, he wore a mask to cover his face.
Upon hearing this, Fu Junhang's gaze darkened, his brows knitted tightly together.
How could this be such a coincidence?
His overseas business was attacked by an unidentified force, suffering severe damage; many of his subordinates were taken away.
And now, at this very moment, Haozi was captured?
Hearing about Fu Junhang's situation, combined with Haozi's capture, a cold light flashed in Lu Xining's calm eyes as she said softly, "We've been targeted."
She never believed in so many coincidences in this world.