"Junqing, something serious has happened! Find any excuse, and come to the airport to find me immediately!"
Shocked, Zhang Junqing quickly thought on his feet and calmly said, "What did you say? Little Le's stomach flu is acting up? Okay! I'm coming right back."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Junqing spoke with a deeply upset tone, "I'm very sorry everyone, my Little Le's stomach flu has flared up again, and I need to take him to the hospital, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to tonight's gathering."
"A child's health is important, Junqing, you go."
"Yeah, Little Le is such a good kid, he'll be fine."
Zhang Junqing nodded at everyone, then swiftly walked out of the office, hurried down the stairs, all the while calling his wife. The phone quickly connected.
"What exactly happened? There's no one near me now."
"Haizhou has been killed! The Shanyang Sect's Luo City branch has been purged! That Qin is too formidable! We need to leave the country and hide away quickly!"
