Stepping out of the police station, Lin Yifan saw Zhou Jiajia and the others.
He hadn't expected his woman to follow him like a shadow, always by his side, which moved him deeply.
After getting into the car, Zhou Jiajia and the others couldn't wait to ask about Lin Yifan's condition. "Yifan! Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you?"
"Foolish girls, have you forgotten that I am a Cultivator? Even if they had subjected me to harsh interrogation, I wouldn't have been injured. Besides, they wouldn't dare do anything to me," Lin Yifan replied.
"That's a relief! If they dared to harm a single hair on you, I, An Qi, would definitely not let them off," An Qi said fiercely.
On that note, Lin Yifan was really curious about whom An Qi had called, making Chief Zheng release him so quickly; he couldn't help but ask, "Qiqi, who did you call just now?"
