C193 Threatened

"Guess where your colleague is at the moment?"

Mo Fann's brow furrowed. "Who is this? Where's Bingling? Hand her the phone."

A sinister cackle echoed from the other end.

"Mo Fann, I never realized how incredibly naive you could be."

"Do you honestly think she'd be able to take your call with her phone in my possession?"

Mo Fann's jaw clenched as he rose to his feet