As they stepped into the basement, Mu Chengxi couldn't help but wrinkle his nose at the heavy, metallic smell in the air.
Geng Zewei was tied to an interrogation chair, with an IV drip attached to his arm. His body was covered in bruises and cuts, leaving no spot unscathed.
Hearing footsteps, Geng Zewei slowly lifted his head. When he saw Wen Xin, his eyes lit up, and a faint smile appeared on his bloodied face.
"I didn't...didn't expect it to really be you. Geng Qiu told me that the miracle doctor who treated her at the villa was you. I didn't believe it... But now, seeing you here, I realize you're not an ordinary person."
Geng Zewei spoke laboriously before closing his eyes. Seeing Wen Xin stirred complicated feelings in him. He had always believed that when he became powerful, he would be Wen Xin's savior.
However, he was wrong. Wen Xin harbored deep hatred for his family, making the idea of redemption laughable.
"Where is Yuan Junye?"
