Song Mo'an sighed heavily, then looked at Song Hui with a complicated look, and said earnestly, "I can't agree to you about your affairs."

After hearing this, Song Hui suddenly emitted a strange luster in his eyes, and then he hurriedly said, "Thank you, father!"

"Don't be busy thanking me!"

Song Mo'an stood up with a serious expression, then put his hands behind him, walked slowly for a few steps, and continued, "You have to take someone to help me catch a few people. If you find these guys, let alone one, I, the woman in the Enjoyment Pavilion, can be chosen by you."

There is only Song Hui, a son, under his knees. Although he is not good at playing, he cannot let him do whatever he wants. After all, he will have to go through some experience to take over the cause of the entire Song family in the future.

Song Huike had never done such a thing before, and he looked embarrassed and said in a swearing voice: "Father, this... this is really a bit difficult!"

Song Mo'an snorted coldly and said, "You guy who can't help you, you can't do this little thing, and you won't need to ask me any conditions in the future!"

When Song Hui heard this, his expression suddenly became panicked and said in a panic, "Father, I'll do it... Isn't it okay for me to do it?"

Song Mo'an glanced at his son with contempt and said coldly: "Then I will take the people and catch those guys who offended me, and then bring them to see me!"

Song Hui responded with grievance and then left.

He was a dignified young master of the Song family, wandering in the central city with Song Mo'an's subordinates, but he scolded Song Mo'an in his heart, and even his ancestors were not let go.

He really couldn't figure out why the woman in the Enjoyment Pavilion was just a toy in her palm for Song Bo'an, so why did she have to ask herself such a problem?

He looked up at the fiery red sun above his head. The sun was hot and his already fat body. In addition, he became even weaker. After walking for a few steps, he was panting and sweating profusely.

He complained in his heart, how do you need to find this?

There are at least tens of thousands of people in this central city, but if Xiao Yang and others are determined to hide themselves, how can they find them?

When the people in the central city saw Song Hui appear, they all closed the doors of each family as if they had seen the plague god. Then they hung a door bolt behind the door and supported it with a wooden pillar, for fear that Song Hui would cause trouble for which family.

Just when Song Hui was so tired, a thin man walked towards him with a flattering smile, and curled up his small steps, and was faced with Song Hui.

Song Hui was upset. After seeing the man, he asked angrily: "Don't you know that you are blocking my young master's way?"

The man quickly laughed and said timidly: "Young Master Song, the little one... the little one has an important news to report to Young Master Song!"

When Song Hui heard this, his two eyes, which were as big as soybeans, suddenly narrowed, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice: "What news?"

The man hurriedly said, "The guys who offended Mr. Song are now in the Lin family!"

"oh?"

Song Hui said in confusion and asked in skeptical question: "Where did you know?"

"The youngest one is the servant of the Lin family. Last night, Lin Zhiyuan, the head of the Lin family, brought those people back to the Lin family, and also instructed everyone not to spread news about these people!"

The man said welcomed him.

"Lin Zhiyuan is so brave. He dares to do such a thing on my father's back. I don't think I'll twist this old guy's head off!"

Song Hui said angrily, and then ordered to the servant behind him: "Let's go! Follow me to the Lin family!"

After he spoke, he took the people behind him and walked straight towards the Lin family.
Chapter completed!