Li Tingyan's face instantly darkened, "What did you say?"
Sheng Feng wore a mournful expression, "I'm sorry, Master Li, I just found out when I went to check the warehouse with the others.
Yesterday was the third day of the New Year. Everyone wanted to relax a bit on the last day of the holiday, so we had a few drinks outside the warehouse in a tent. When we woke up, we found the warehouse empty."
Li Tingyan pressed his lips tightly and, without another word, headed out. Nianyang followed him with concern,
"Tingyan, I'll go take a look too."
Li Tingyan turned back and said in a deep voice, "The road is rough, just wait at home, I'll handle this."
Nianyang's voice was crisp and gentle as she held his hand, "I promised to be with you, don't worry about my feelings."
Li Tingyan didn't speak, but held her hand tightly, then took Nianyang along to the warehouse location.
