Although no one said it, everyone unanimously believed that since they hadn't found Lu Moqing's whereabouts after searching the entire tributary, it was very likely that he had been washed out to the Atlantic Ocean.
Finding a person in an ocean area of over 70 million square kilometers is like looking for a needle in a haystack, fundamentally impossible.
But since people were willing to spend money to search, no one said anything.
"Xuxu, do you think... Moqing might have already..."
In the end, the old lady couldn't hold back anymore and didn't want to deceive herself and others any further, so she asked first.
Qiaoxu's fingertips that were placed at her side suddenly trembled, she bit her lower lip forcefully without making a sound, and didn't allow herself to lose control of her emotions over such a guess.
