Three hours later.
A Cadillac sped along the mountain road and suddenly braked.
The wheels of the car scraped against the ground, making an ear-piercing sound.
Before the car could come to a complete halt, the door of the backseat opened.
Mu Yichen, dressed in a black suit, strode out. On his handsome and cold face, there was a rare expression of anxiety and panic.
"How is it? Did you find any clues?"
"Young Master, you're here!"
Brother Liang quickly went over to greet him.
He even subconsciously glanced at the sports car behind Mu Yichen.
'We're very far away from T City's city center.
'I was already driving very fast when I brought the security department over, but it still took me nearly five hours.
'Yet, now, it has only been three hours since I called Young Master Mu.
'Did... Did he fly here?!'
"What's the situation? Hurry up and tell me!"
Mu Yichen frowned and urged impatiently.