In mo Qiu's research Institute, Qiming stood by the side, leaning on silence.
After a long while, he turned around and walked towards a room. He reached out and pushed the door open.
It was pitch black inside.
"Are you preparing to kill me?" Mr. Lian's hoarse voice could be heard. Qiming clenched his fists and stood there with mixed feelings.
He reached out to turn on the light, and the room was instantly lit up.
Mr. Lian stretched out his hand to block his front. After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked forward.
This time, it was not mo Qiu, but Qiming?
"Why are you here?" Mr. Lian's eyes widened. He wanted to sit up, but he was too weak to do so. He could only lie flat on the bed and watch Qiming approach him.
Qiming walked forward and stood in front of the bed, looking down at him.
"Mr. Lian, long time no see." Qiming said in a low voice.
In the past, Mr. Lian was awe-inspiring! He could control anyone and anything!
