Back to the milk tea shop.
Qin Xuan walked in and went to his previous seat.
The milk tea on the table was still there, but it was empty, and the person was gone.
Qin Xuan frowned and searched the milk tea shop for a long time, but still couldn't find anyone.
"Did this girl leave on her own?" Qin Xuan wondered.
However, for safety's sake, Qin Xuan found a waiter in the shop and explained the situation.
The waiter took Qin Xuan to the front desk to check the surveillance.
On the monitor, Ling'er sat on a high stool, drinking milk tea and swinging her legs, very relaxed.
She drank milk tea for a while, then fiddled with her hair.
Suddenly, a man in a white jacket and a baseball cap walked up to Ling'er and said something. Ling'er immediately wanted to run, but was grabbed by the clothes by the man in white and taken out.
Seeing this, the waiter's expression changed.
This looked like a kidnapping, and the girl didn't seem old. Was she still underage?
Kidnapping a minor!
The waiter immediately asked,
"Handsome guy, do you want me to call the police for you?"
Qin Xuan shook his head.
"No need."
After speaking, he ran towards his previous position, picked up the empty milk tea bottle Ling'er had drunk, pulled out the straw, and sniffed it under his nose.
He caught a faint scent of Ling'er.
Qin Xuan formed a hand seal with his other hand and muttered a few words.
The straw instantly flew out. Da Feng Novel Network.
Qin Xuan quickly followed.
Thirty minutes later, Qin Xuan followed the straw to an urban village on the outskirts of the city.
The straw stopped in front of an old house and then fell to the ground.
Qin Xuan glanced at the house.
"This should be it."
Qin Xuan approached the gate of the house, intending to be polite.
He was still busy looking for the Chu family. He had only come back to check on Ling'er, planning to settle her down and then go to the Chu family for revenge alone. He hadn't expected her to be kidnapped upon his return.
Qin Xuan didn't bother to knock. After some useless words, he kicked the door open. The main door split into several pieces and flew into the house.
As soon as the door broke open, Qin Xuan saw a slender figure sitting on a stone chair. It was Ling'er!
Ling'er was startled by the loud noise, but upon seeing Qin Xuan, her face immediately broke into a smile. She quickly ran towards Qin Xuan and clung to him like an octopus.
"Brother!"
Qin Xuan patted Ling'er's small back and asked with concern,
"Are you okay?"
Ling'er nodded like a pecking chicken,
"I'm fine, brother."
Just then, more than a dozen people rushed out from the main hall of the mansion.
Leading them was a man in a white jacket.
Qin Xuan recognized him immediately as the one who had taken Ling'er from the milk tea shop.
"A group of martial artists," Qin Xuan scanned the crowd and said coldly.
He didn't want to waste words with them. People from the capital were all the same.
He waved his right hand, and fallen leaves on the ground all floated up.
Each leaf seemed to carry an infinite killing intent.
"Go!" Qin Xuan growled.
Dozens of leaves shot towards the dozen people.
The man in white at the head looked at the flying leaves in disbelief, his eyes wide open, his breathing becoming rapid, as if he were on the verge of death.
"Stop!"
"Brother, don't!"
At the critical moment, a stern voice and Ling'er's voice spoke simultaneously.
The dozens of leaves stopped less than half a fist's distance from the group.
The leaf in front of the man in white had already touched his eyebrows.
Looking at the leaves filled with killing intent, the man in white swallowed and large drops of sweat trickled down his head.
At this moment, an old man in a black jacket strode out from the hall.
"Little Xuan, are you well?"