Fang Lingxin's words made Chen Yan's eyes practically burn with fury.
He gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the table.
"We'll find him! We will definitely find him! As long as your brother is alive, I'll scour the earth to bring him back to you!!!"
"Really?"
Fang Lingxin blinked her big eyes, staring at Chen Yan.
"I am the Young Master of Heaven-Reaching Pavilion. Of course my word is my bond!"
Chen Yan huffed.
"First, tell me how your brother got lost, and where... What does your family do? Who are your parents?"
Chen Yan's questions were very detailed; he was clearly taking the matter seriously.
Fang Lingxin answered every question in full detail. The two of them went back and forth, lost in conversation.
Chen Yan even took out a small notebook, dipped his brush in ink, and began recording Fang Lingxin's words, determined not to miss a single detail.
Fang Shuwen sat to the side, silent.
