You and Zong Wangyue were eating beef noodles at a roadside noodle shop when a black Mercedes-Benz van slowly stopped outside.
Inside the van, a rather handsome but stern-faced man peered through the window, staring intently at you who were "shame, shame, shame"—oops, wrong—eating noodles with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
"Young Master, the identity of this person has been investigated."
"Speak," the man said coldly.
"His name is Li Muyun, with no significant background or identity, just a very ordinary Dios; his family lives in Minnan, but we haven't found the specific address yet."
"That's not important." A cruel smile flickered across the handsome man's face, "Call Scar and ask him to invite this kid to a quiet place, I want to properly teach him a lesson!"
"Yes!"
As the Mercedes-Benz van drove away, your cell phone in your pocket also rang.
While you were "whooshing" the noodles, you said, "Little Pen, what's happening?"
