My initial impulse to leave halted abruptly, the phrase "Southeast Asia list" sparking a sudden epiphany in my mind.
It brought to mind what Sister Su had once told me about Cheng Yu's first love—the woman he'd gone to great lengths for, seemingly opposing Master Zhao at every turn.
So much time had passed, could it be that woman was still alive? Was Cheng Yu now intent on bringing her back?
I should have just left, this matter hardly concerned me, considering the mutually exploitative nature of my relationship with Cheng Yu. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, my legs refused to move as if rooted to the spot.
"So, have you found anything?" Cheng Yu's cool voice pierced the silence, his tone reminiscent of the way he spoke in the comments online, yet subtly different.
Lin Hao conveyed that he'd sifted through all the information, finding three identical names without being certain which one was correct; his subordinates continued the search, likely to yield results soon.
