In the Ryukalin Clan, the room temperature had dropped to unimaginable degree when they received the call from Patrick. The single news regarding Kanae's wellbeing was enough to invoke great anger from their cold and ruthless boss.
Neo swallowed his words when he saw Kevin was on the verge of exploding. His body was telling him that every word he uttered would surely bring him to his demise. The massive killing intent from the man in front of him was already more than enough to send them all into their grave.
"Where's Kanae, Uncle?" Kevin spat out coldly in the call.
"We're chasing after her. The recent video security shows that she's in Black Street, running around with James behind her."
"Track her phone!" Kevin ordered coldly.
A/N: this is the end of Volume 7. Thank you very much for following until this far.
Uhm, should I begin to distribute tissue and knife? O.o