The middle-aged man knew exactly who Yang Shuyan was referring to. He was dumbfounded and stared at him blankly. "Master, you…"
"How was it verified?" Yang Shuyan cut in.
He had always felt that he was too indifferent. However, this was the first time he was so interested in someone.
In these two years, the Underground Alliance was about to lose its status in Continent M.
To reach such a status, the middle-aged man was good at reading someone from their body language. He knew Yang Shuyan's true colors beneath his gentle demeanor.
Hearing that, his heart stopped. "During the fire at the slums, we sent some men to check on all the surveillance cameras. The fire killed six people and no one escaped. Her last known location through her cell phone was also in that area…"
Most importantly, the middle-aged man felt that she would definitely have contacted them if she was alive.
