Once Wuweizi finished the call, Luo Yang asked how long it would take.
Wuweizi, as if playing Tai Chi, said, "It's hard to say, it might be tonight, or maybe tomorrow."
If it's not until tomorrow night that the information is found out, then it's too late.
The terms agreed with the Skull Fortress people allow for the latest deadline to hand over Hong Jiaxin by tomorrow night.
Wuweizi had already helped, so Luo Yang couldn't press further.
It was down to waiting for news; if it's within half an hour, that's fine.
Otherwise, Hua XiYi and the other beauties would look for Luo Yang.
"Elder, please call me immediately if there's news," Luo Yang pleaded.
"Young brother, don't worry," Wuweizi comforted.
Saying farewell to Wuweizi, he returned to the group of beauties, who had ordered quite a lot of food, awaiting Luo Yang to enjoy it with them.
As they were contemplating ways to save Gu Xiang and Gu Yun, they hadn't gone out to buy any eye drops for show.
