Meanwhile, Elder Mo, Elder Wu, and Elder Wang were sitting in the Sanatorium's office.
"You two are getting on in years. Why are you still acting like children?" Elder Wu said with a smile. "If Li Yichen finds out you deliberately played a prank on him, watch out. He might come settle the score."
"I'm not scared," Elder Mo said with a chuckle. "Yurou will side with her own grandfather, won't she?"
Then he shot Elder Wang a disdainful glance. "I just wonder whether someone else can handle it."
"Don't forget, Ruoyi belongs to my Bureau 7." Elder Wang curled his lip. "If you're hoping to see me embarrass myself, you're going to be disappointed."
"You..." Elder Mo raised his eyebrows, ready to fly into a rage.
"Enough... Both of you, give it a rest," Elder Wu snapped. "We should be discussing our next steps, not arguing here."
"What's the rush?" Elder Mo said sulkily. "At the speed they're going, it'll be nearly five hours before they arrive."
"You think that young fellow will obediently sit in that car all the way here?" Elder Wu rolled her eyes at him. "I'm certain he's almost here. They might even be outside the gate already."
"No way. You're giving him too much credit," Elder Mo said, unconvinced.
"That's right, Yufen. Even the three of us could hardly get here in such a short time." For once, Elder Wang didn't take Elder Wu's side.
"Want to make a bet?" Elder Wu asked with a smile. "If you lose, no arguing for three months."
"And if you lose?" Elder Mo asked curiously.
"Then forget arguing. Even if you beat each other to death, I won't interfere..." Elder Wu said with a smile.
"All right, I'm in..." Elder Wang immediately agreed. "If it weren't for