At ten minutes to six, Yiren and Yixiong were already standing right in front of the fence of Xuande Zhanji's house.

"Have you asked Qiuzhen about that?" Yixiong uttered those words in a low volume.

"Which matter?"

"The thing Mr. Zhongli told us yesterday."

"Ah!" Yixiong's answer was greeted by Yiren with a very strong nod. "About Yuduo Zhendao. Yes, I asked him. He said he didn't know and had never heard of such name."

"Then there are only two possibilities. If he's not Xinxiu's acquaintance, then that person is Dage's friend."

Yiren took a deep breath. "I don't think so. It could be that the guy doesn't know us at all. He knows about Dage from someone else."

"You mean, it's possible that Songfei told him about Dage?"

"It's possible, right?"

Yixiong nodded. "Yes, what you said made sense."

Yiren couldn't hide his anxiety. He stomped his feet over and over again."

"What is it?" Yixiong turned to Yiren.

"Xiongge, are you sure that Mr. Xuande hasn't forgotten about what you two talked about last night?"

Yixiong laughed. "I'm pretty sure. Mr. Xuande is always punctual. Besides, it's not even six o'clock yet. Maybe he thinks we're going to be a little late. Don't worry. Now let's just wait a bit."

They didn't have to wait too long because a minute later, Xuande Zhanji came out of the house. The old man smiled at the two of them.

"Good morning, Sir!" Yixiong and Yiren greeted the old man.

"Good morning!" Xuande smiled even wider. He opened the gate of his house. "You guys came just in time."

"Thank you, Sir!" Yixiong stepped into Xuande's courtyard. "This is an important matter. So we have to be on time."

"You two sit inside first," said Xuande.

The two of them then went inside Xuande Zhanji's house. According to Yiren's estimation, the building area of the house was exactly the same as the size of their house.

"So you really live here alone?" Yiren looked around. So far, indeed, Yiren has seen no one else coming out of or entering Xuande Zhanji's house. Of course, except for the people who delivered the goods or fixed things at the old man's house.

"Yes! My friends have never come here either. If I have business with them, I am the one who goes to their place," said Xuande Zhanji.

"What time are we leaving, sir?" Yixiong asked.

"Soon," Xuande replied.

"Is it true that we arrived there not too early?" Yiren asked. "I am afraid that your friend would be disturbed."

"Don't worry. This morning, right after I woke up, which is half-past five in the morning, I called him. I gave him a little idea of what we wanted."

"Your friend is up at five in the morning?" Yixiong was amazed.

"My friend is used to getting up early. It seems that since he was young, he has had this habit. Don't you guys in Yuandong also have the habit of getting up early?"

"That's right, Sir!" Yixiong laughed as he answered Xuande Zhanji's question.

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Yiren nodded. The old man before them knew about it. People in Yuandong were like that. Many of them there were up at half past four in the morning. Activities in Yuandong did start earlier than in other areas.

Most offices in Yuandong started their activities at eight in the morning. In fact, there were offices that require their employees to be in the office since half-past eight in the morning. Classes at school usually start at seven in the morning. The situation differed from the situation in the city where they lived now. Here, business and educational activities started a little later. The office usually started its activities at nine in the morning, while lessons at school start at eight in the morning.

"I will warm up the car," said Xuande Zhanji.

"Please, Sir!" Yixiong and Yiren answered in unison.

Xuande Zhanji to leave the house to start the car engine. Yixiong and Yiren waited patiently.

After waiting for five minutes, Xuande Zhanji reentered the living room. "Let's go now."

The three of them then left the house. Xuande Zhanji had already pulled the car out of the yard. Currently, the car was on the road in front of the house.

Yiren looked at the house next door, which was their house. Qiuzhen and Zhengyi were standing in front of the house. In front of their house, there was Caihong's car. The young man had come to their house at half-past six in the morning. Yiren was amazed at the young man. He was full of energy.

"Where's Caihong?" Yixiong asked.

"Having breakfast inside." Zhengyi replied.

Yiren nodded. Earlier, at a quarter past five, they had all had breakfast. There's still a lot of pizzas left from last night. They just need to warm the pizzas. Caihong appeared just as they finished their breakfast. Right after that, Yiren and Yixiong took a shower so they wouldn't be late.

Xuande Zhanji nodded when he saw Qiuzhen. But the old man said nothing.

"Xiongge, Rendi, Mr. Xuande, be careful on the road." Zhengyi waved as the three of them got into the car.

Yiren looked at his watch. Exactly six in the morning. This was a wonderful thing. The custom in Yuandong was not like that. Although the Yuandong people were used to getting up early, they were often not on time when they arrive somewhere. It's a bit strange, but that's the way people in Yuandong were.

The car started to move. Yiren looked at Yixiong. His housemate's face looked tired. Like himself, Yixiong had been sleep deprived these past few days. Even so, Yixiong's face looked relaxed. Very different from yesterday. Last night, while going to the park to deliver the ransom items, Yixiong looked so tense.

"Where is your family?"

Xuande Zhanji did not immediately answer Yiren's question. He looked far ahead. Yiren thought that the old man did not hear what he asked.

"They're not here." Xuande Zhanji suddenly answered the question about forty seconds later.

"You didn't bring them here?" Yixiong asked.

"I've tried to bring them here. But there are some things that make my efforts not successful. But I have not given up. I will keep trying."

Yixiong looked back. The look in his eyes seemed to ask Yiren not to ask Xuande Zhanji about personal matters. The old man looked uncomfortable when Yiren asked about his family. Yiren nodded weakly. They must not make Xuande Zhanji feel provoked.

"Now, are we going to the office or the house of your friend?" Yixiong asked.

"Let's go to his house first. I'm sure he's getting ready right now. I don't know if we should go to his office or not. Most likely, my friend will take us to his warehouse. The items displayed in his office are only samples. So it's probably not even complete."

The journey took more than forty-five minutes. Yixiong and Yiren were wide-eyed when they saw Xuande Zhanji's friend's house. The house was enormous. But the building was not located in an elite housing complex. So that the house was in stark contrast to the other houses in the vicinity.

A house keeper opened the fence. The car they were traveling in went straight into the yard. After getting out of the car, the housekeeper ushered them into the living room.

The host then appeared only five minutes after they waited in the living room. His face lit up when he saw the three of them. Xuande Zhanji introduced Yixiong and Yiren to the person. The three of them then started conversing. Yixiong briefly explained the purpose of their arrival. He did not say explicitly about the kidnapping case they experienced. Yiren didn't know how many things Xuande Zhanji had told the person, but it seemed the person had understood the situation that had befallen them.

The person, whose name was Jingdu Xiumin, nodded as Yixiong showed him the photo of the bag they were referring to. "I don't memorize each of our products in detail, but I do remember that there are indeed ones that look like this. But I don't know if we still have this item in stock with the exact color as in this photo."

"How about we just check into the warehouse?" Xuande Zhanji said to his friend.

"By coincidence, today I am planning to come to the warehouse. There will be a large shipment of goods to our warehouse. So I have to check it out. Let's go now!"

Yiren was thrilled to hear that. Yixiong nodded with a bright face.