章 1740: A Trade

One Huo Yulin was enough. With Huo Yao around, no one knew where the power in the clan would fall one day.

This was not what they wanted.

Even if Huo Jinfeng's niece was just an ordinary woman with no special skills, they had to be wary of her.

Huo Qing smiled coldly.

His subordinate promptly realized whom Huo Qing was referring to. He nodded and said, "I understand."

"Uh huh."

Huo Qing leaned into the seat backrest without talking any further.

His phone rang in his pocket at this moment.

It was an unknown phone number.

Huo Qing did not answer unknown phone calls, so he hung up the phone without a second thought.

In a few seconds, he received another call from the same number.

Huo Qing's hand paused briefly before he answered the phone. "Hello? Okay. See you later."

After hanging up the phone, something changed about the expression on Huo Qing's face.