Chen Zhengrong looked at Li Ran with a sinister gaze and said with a wicked smile, "City Lord Li, your ability to play dumb is truly unrivaled."
Li Ran's expression remained unchanged. He had been sitting in the position of City Lord for a hundred years. He couldn't claim to stay unmoved if Mount Tai were to collapse, but he certainly had the composure not to change his expression over a few words from a junior like Chen Zhengrong.
"What does Mr. Chen mean by that? I really don't understand."
Chen Zhengrong chuckled wickedly, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Once I catch Jing Wuyan, everything will come to light."
"Jing Wuyan? You're talking about the Netherworld Hall Master's youngest son? Have you found him?" Li Ran asked in surprise, his expression shifting naturally.
With a cold snort, Chen Zhengrong pointed at Jing Wuyan, "City Lord Li, are you going to tell me you don't know this is Jing Wuyan?"
