Xinzheng City, within the Yu Family's luxurious mansion.
This mansion occupied a vast area, ranking among the top in Xinzheng City.
As three days passed without any news, Yu Duanchong once again gathered his family members.
"Is there still no news of Runming?"
Fingers lightly tapping on the armrest of his chair, Yu Duanchong looked imposingly at the others.
"The phone doesn't go through, including the friends he took with him, all have gone missing without any message."
Yu Duanchong's son, Yu Shichang, was somewhat uneasy.
The disappearance of seven or eight people without a word for days would arouse suspicion in anyone.
"Runming must have encountered trouble, big brother, you can't ignore your nephew, it must be Mu Hua Company's doing."
A man whose face couldn't hide his sorrow stood up, he was Yu Ting'an, Runming's father.
"Younger brother, we still don't know what exactly happened, don't panic."