Although Li Huowang had never wanted to drag Yi Donglai into this, Yi Donglai had helped him in the past.
But in the current situation, he could no longer worry about that. After all, if they truly failed, he probably would not fare well either.
Besides, once Yi Donglai learned of the current situation, he would definitely help him.
Having made up his mind, Li Huowang immediately stood up. He first said to Zhao Shuangdian, "The moment there's any news about Zuoqiu Yong, tell me immediately." With that, Li Huowang headed for the underground parking garage.
Just as Yang Na followed him, Qing Wanglai called out to him. "Where are you going?"
"Where else? To White Pagoda Prison to find Yi Donglai, of course. Once I bring him here, you can explain everything properly to him."
"How are you getting there?"
"By motorcycle."
"You plan to ride a motorcycle one-handed and get yourself there?" Qing Wanglai pointed at Li Huowang's bandaged stump.
"Forget it. I'll help you with this." Qing Wanglai, sitting on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, took a phone from his pocket and started making a call.
After Li Huowang softly reassured the worried Yang Na, who was clinging to him, and signaled for her not to worry, he heard Qing Wanglai begin to speak.
"Hello? Leader, hello, hello. Who am I? Ah, you're a busy man with too much to remember. I'm Cui Feng. Yes, yes, that Cui Feng."
Li Huowang watched the scene before him with a slight frown. It seemed Qing Wanglai was going to use the connections he kept talking about. He had no idea whether they would be useful.
After exchanging pleasantries over the phone for a while, Qing Wanglai hung up and lightly raised his chin at Li