"Lan Ying? Who is that?" Qin Muchuan asked with confusion.
"Lan Ying, you've never heard this name before?" Hong Yi's gaze turned icy.
"I'm sorry, this is actually the first time I'm hearing it. What does he do, a businessman, or the head of Hei Sehui?"
"He's a high-ranking officer in the Special Forces. During the peacekeeping mission in the Middle East, he killed my only son!" Hong Yi said with unbearable pain, cold hatred seeping from her lips.
"A military officer? In Middle East peacekeeping? This experience seems quite similar to mine!" Qin Muchuan laughed. "But I really haven't heard of this person. Are you sure you're not mistaken, this person isn't from the peacekeeping forces!"
"No, I'm not mistaken!"
"Oh, I'll investigate it then!" Qin Muchuan nodded. "But peacekeepers usually go by code numbers, not names. So it's normal if I'm not familiar with him!"
Hong Yi seemed anxious. "Can you find this person?"
