Late at night, the streets of Qingmang Town were sparsely populated, many shops had already turned off their lights, but the Yue Lai Hotel was still brightly lit.
Jie Wendong sat in a chair, with his son Jie Hu's corpse laid out in front of him.
"Who did this!" Jie Wendong's eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with a murderous aura.
"Reporting to the old master, it was a person called Xue An!" The lobby manager hurriedly said.
"Xue An?" Jie Wendong frowned, then turned his gaze to Xue Lan's kneeling parents beside him.
"Xue Guo, your Xue Family's courage is quite something!" Jie Wendong said coldly.
Before Xue Guo could speak, Xue Lan's mother, Li Hongyan, burst into tears and relentlessly kowtowed with loud thumps.
"Master Jie, please spare us, we truly do not know where Xue An has gone! Our daughter has also been kidnapped by this bastard, arresting us is completely useless!"