The call connected, and Mu Xiaoyao's voice came through, unable to hide his anxiety, "Ye Hua, where are you?"
Although he did not participate in the school auction, he knew that Uncle had gone.
Someone had already tipped him off that Uncle had left in a hurry.
Just as he was about to call Uncle, Ye Hua proactively called him.
However, he didn't know that the person on the other end of the phone right now was not Ye Hua, but Mr. Xiaojiu
"Listen." Mr. Xiaojiu took a deep breath, black blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth.
He ignored it, gritted his teeth, and dictated word by word.
"From now on, protect Xiaxia closely until... I personally tell you the task is over."
"Uncle..." With a 'pah' sound, the phone seemed to fall to the ground.
Confusion immediately emanated from the other end.
"Mr. Xiaojiu, Mr. Xiaojiu!" Ye Hua didn't care about the fallen phone at all.
Seeing Mr. Xiaojiu, who always stood tall like a deity, fall right in front of him.