This was a critical moment. Better one less complication than one more.
At that thought, Meng Tianyue could not help feeling some regret.
Just now... he really should not have lost his temper so badly.
"Ring, ring..."
His phone rang.
"Dad... your phone." Meng Chenyu handed it over.
The caller ID flashed on and off, and the name Ning Suifeng came into view.
Meng Tianyue lay wearily back in his chair, staring at that name for a long while before answering with a bitter chuckle.
On the other end, Ning Suifeng sounded distinctly eager. "Brother Meng, when do we begin?"
"..."
Meng Tianyue was momentarily speechless. Hearing the hope brimming in that voice, he actually did not know what to say. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said heavily, "Brother Ning, we found the wrong person... this Teng Hao isn't the target."
"..."
The other end of the line fell silent at once. Even the breathing seemed to stop at that moment.
Only after a while did Ning Suifeng speak again, his voice hoarse to the extreme. "...Not the target? Brother Meng, what... what do you mean, not the target?"
"I mean... this Teng Hao... isn't the person we're looking for. Forcing the matter would be utterly useless."
Having said that, Meng Tianyue closed his eyes.
Now, he was truly exhausted in body and mind. He felt like doing nothing, concerning himself with nothing, and immediately wandering to the ends of the earth to spend what remained of his life.
He was truly... too tired!
Ning Suifeng said a few more things on the other end, but Meng Tianyue's hand had already dropped. The phone clattered to the floor, and his face was utterly ashen and bleak.
He swayed as he rose to his feet,