Upon arriving at the small courtyard where Bai Ling lived, a maid announced them. Lin Yun and Li Tian walked into the yard, where Bai Ling and Mo Qingshui were sitting on bamboo chairs. Shi Wu, meanwhile, was pacing back and forth anxiously to the side.
"Brother Lin Yun, what are we going to do? Who could've known the Second Miss would get into this much trouble?" Shi Wu said regretfully as Lin Yun approached.
'If I had known that man was Chairman Qian's son, I would have dragged Mo Qingliu away even if it killed me. The Celestial Spirit Auction House is a behemoth; the Mo Family is no match for them at all.'
"Brother Shi Wu, don't worry." Hearing Shi Wu's words, Lin Yun reassured him.
At this, Mo Qingshui, who was at her wit's end, looked over at Lin Yun. Noticing his relaxed expression, she asked in a low, serious voice, "Lin Yun, have you figured out a way to rescue my sister?"
