This information was exactly the same as the identity information he saw during their first meeting, not a single character was different.
Time seemed to have stopped, and blood seemed to have frozen.
"Boss, boss..." Sang Nian, who was after all just a young adult, felt engulfed by a tremendous fear. His goddess, the woman who had lived with them for a week, had suddenly disappeared in those mountains. His heart contracted violently.
When he looked towards their boss again, Sang Nian's eyes were slightly reddened.
But their boss had turned away, put down his phone, and placed his hands back on the steering wheel. Only now, his fingers were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands standing out.
Nobody knew what he was thinking at that moment.
In an instant, a violent storm suddenly brought down torrential rain.
