C1108 The Dance of the Demons

"I'll head over and check it out in a bit." Lo Chuan finished his chat with the system and took a swig of Coke.

Yao Ziyan had barely finished her sentence when she caught Lo Chuan's comment, a flicker of surprise crossing her mind. It was exceedingly rare for the boss to personally step out for such matters.

Wen Tianji let out a breath of relief, the weight of concern lifting from his face