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Aze stiffened for a moment.

The food box on the ground had just been brought from the restaurant by Shen Miaomiao.

But where could she be now?

Suddenly snapping back to reality, anxiety started to seep into the boy's heart.

Could something have happened to her?

"Mr. Shen—Shen Dong!"

Putting everything else aside, the boy quickly glanced at the main gate, hoping for a response.

But the alley remained quiet. There was no sign of any other activity.

Aze felt a knot forming in his stomach. Just as he started to panic, he noticed some signs of struggle and a few bloodstains in a corner inside the gate.

Guessing that something might have happened to Shen Miaomiao, Aze instantly lost his calm.

Without any further delay, he dashed towards the restaurant.

He and Shen Miaomiao had only parted for a short while. If something had truly happened, he might be able to catch up.