Several elders of the Ji family immediately looked at her in confusion.
Xie Yun then covered her lips with her hands, and said with a smile as she glanced at the few people, "I called all the uncles here so late because I wanted to share a good news with you - Ji Nanren is fine! He just called me to let me know he's safe, and he's in Continent F now."
Several elders in the Juyou Hall were struck by lightning.
After a brief silence.
Several people immediately started discussing noisily.
"Jinan is okay?"
"Why was there no news before?"
"Ji Nan is fine. This means that the clan leader..." Someone was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back.
Xie Yun knew what they were afraid of, and said calmly, "Ji Nan stayed in F Continent to find his father's whereabouts."
The elders of the Ji family looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They themselves also realized that their reaction just now was too big, as if they didn't want Ji Nan to survive. They showed awkward expressions and explained to Xie Yun: "We are just worried..."
"I know." Xie Yun had no intention of arguing with them.
"..." The elders of the Ji family finally shut up.
There was another moment of deathly silence in the Juyi Hall.
Xie Yun was not in a hurry this time.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back and broke the extreme silence: "Since Young Master Nan is still alive, let's talk about Ji Ziyin's matter again."
Xie Yun looked over with slightly cold eyes.
The other party just dared to turn his head away and didn't dare to look her in the eye.
Xie Yun sneered in her heart, knowing very well that they were still determined to replace Ji Nan with Ji Zinyin.
After all, Ji Zinyin has more advantages than Ji Nan in the manufacturing of weapons on which the Ji family relies for survival, so if these people insist on using this as an excuse, Ji Nan does not have the advantage.
She did not show her dissatisfaction, and smiled gracefully, "Then uncles, please wait until Ji Nan comes back."
**
The next day, Qiao Nian got up at daybreak.
The air in F continent is relatively thin in the early morning. When you breathe in, you will exhale a cloud of white mist and the cold air will hit you in the face.
After washing his face with cold water, Qiao Nian picked up the baseball cap on the table and put it on his head. He walked to the window, picked up the shoulder bag thrown on the chair, and took out a black laptop from it.
She had just taken out her computer and put it on the table when she saw the phone screen flash out of the corner of her eye.
Qiao Nian took the phone and looked down: [Are you up?]
She saw Ye Wangchuan’s black profile picture, and then scrolled up to find that he had sent her a message at 11 o’clock last night, asking her about Ji Nan’s situation.
She had jet lag last night and felt unwell, so she took some medicine and went to bed early.
Qiao Nian rubbed his temple to suppress the migraine that was still lingering from sleep, and edited the message to send back to him.
…
In the stronghold of the bunker.
Ye Wangchuan has been up for an hour.
He had just finished looking at the sales records of the past few years and turned around to see his cell phone light up.
He immediately put down what he was doing and picked up his phone.
It was indeed a WeChat message.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wangchuan's face. He leaned back slightly in the chair and read the news with relaxed muscles.
[Q: Ji Nan is fine. I'm going to go to the accident area to take a look.]
Qiao Nian's reply was as simple and clear as ever, without any unnecessary nonsense.
Ye Wangchuan read this short reply twice, with the corners of his lips raised all the time, and he looked relaxed and at ease.
He looked so cheerful that the hairs of the people who came in to report to him stood on end. They lowered their heads and whispered, "Master Wang, there is progress in the Black Sea."
(End of this chapter)