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This remark, clearly laced with a hint of jest, oddly enough calmed Li Qiao completely.
She exhaled gently, her gaze falling as she looked at the palms of their tightly clasped hands, her eyes filling anew with spirit, "When did you find out?"
As it happened, she had only just received a call informing her of Li San's severe injuries and coma.
Yet Shang Yu had already arranged for a neurology specialist to be on standby at the hospital.
Did he also have a hand in the border forces?
Shang Yu leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed, as he turned his head to look at Li Qiao, his pupils dark as ink, "Around the same time as you."
He was being modest.
Li Qiao repressed the cold, dark gleam in her eyes and glanced out the cabin window, "Then... Master Yan probably also knows how my brother got injured, right?"
"Mm, Liuyun will bring Ou Bai back, how you want to deal with him is up to you."
