Qin Fan didn't have Thousand-mile Eye, nor did he possess Sharp-Hearing Ear.
Even if he did, he wouldn't be probing toward Beijing at this moment. But regardless of whether he knew what was happening there, Qin Fan had already prepared for the worst.
Although he had acted arrogantly in the Bo Family incident, it didn't mean he was ignorant. After such a public display of intimidation, claiming that the higher-ups harbored no ill will toward him would be a lie fit for children. Therefore, it was time for him to take precautions.
Not long after he left the Eastern Hotel, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.
"Master Qin!" Ye Jizu's solemn voice resonated as Qin Fan swiped the screen to answer the call.
"Mm, speak," Qin Fan responded indifferently, sitting in the taxi.
