In the VIP room of the Treasure Hunting Pavilion, a handsome, dignified middle-aged man was pacing restlessly.
Seeing the room was empty, a terrifying aura erupted from him, and the chair closest to him was instantly crushed to dust.
This man was none other than Lin Tianxiao.
After a brief conversation with the Treasure Hunting Pavilion's Pavilion Master, he had rushed back to War Dragon City.
He clearly remembered the Pavilion Master telling him that Lin Hao would be waiting for him in the VIP room.
Now that he couldn't find him, how could Lin Tianxiao not be anxious?
On the main road, he hadn't seen Lin Tianhao and his son, so he guessed they probably hadn't even thought of leaving War Dragon City.
'If Lin Tianhao and his son wait until I part ways with Lin Hao before capturing him, then even if I burn my Bloodline Power, I still won't have a chance to turn the tables.'
At this moment, unable to find Lin Hao, a bad premonition arose in Lin Tianxiao's heart.
