Lu Tianxing heard Lin Yafei's words, nodded slightly, and said nothing more, but raised his hand to gently pat the driver's seat, signaling Han Zifeng to keep driving forward without slowing down.
Because Lu Tianxing knew very well in his heart that although Rose Society helped him eliminate those tails, he understood even more that the real interception had not appeared yet. These people who had shown up were merely appetizers; the real interception was likely to happen when he approached the Mu Family.
And as Lu Tianxing was heading toward the Mu Family, in a separate room of the Beijing Mu Family's mansion.
Mu Qingxue sat calmly in front of the dressing mirror. Beside her, a woman who looked like a maid was holding an impeccably white wedding dress, continuously talking about something. However, Mu Qingxue seemed to not hear her and remained seated, motionless, her gaze unfocused, ignoring all things around her.
"Tap!" "Tap!"
