Yan Luoxi let out a bitter laugh and said, "We can't even find her ourselves, yet you still have such high hopes for Xue Changkong. Don't you think that's ironic?"
Li Yeqi's arms involuntarily tightened around her waist. Recently, they had received a lot of information. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he would immediately send someone to investigate, only to be disappointed in the end.
He didn't tell Yan Luoxi, afraid of giving her hopes only to dash them again, but they had already done everything they could.
"Yanyan is still young. If someone with ulterior motives hides her for a year or two, she could look completely different when she reappears. If she's not in Xue Changkong's hands, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to find her, Xixi. We've already tried our best."
Yan Luoxi gently pulled away from his embrace and walked to the side. The night wind lifted her hair, her voice somewhat hollow as it reached Li Yeqi's ears with the breeze.
