Shen Liangchuan's pupils shrank as he turned to glance at Qiao Lian. He left the two women and headed upstairs.
After stepping into the study, he said, "E-mail them over to me."
"I've done so."
"Uh huh."
"Brother Shen?"
"Yes?"
"I've taken a look at the documents. I can confirm that Soul Fighter… is dead for real."
Shen Liangchuan's heart sank when he heard those words. After a moment, he said, "I understand."
He hung up and sat behind his desk, staring blankly at the tabletop.
At the time, when Soul Fighter died, he actually did not see the man's dead body.
He remembered well that day was the day he was supposed to have met up with Qiao Lian.
He saw her in the cafe.
At the time, she was talking on the phone with her best friend.
He stood there, staring at her steadily.
Later on, he received a text message from Song Yuanxi.
[Song Yuanxi: My brother has died.]
