Mu Yin was startled, not expecting him to be so direct, "What have you gotten out of those people?"
"Nothing, they're all dead, couldn't find any useful clues." He said this with an unusually cold and ruthless tone.
"Dead?" A hint of disappointment flashed across Mu Yin's eyes, she had thought something might come of it, but it turned out to be nothing, like drawing water with a sieve.
When exactly would she be able to find a clue?
Just thinking about the tragedy at the Mu Family's home, the sorrow in her heart magnified endlessly...
Making her eyes turn red involuntarily.
Bo Fengheng was slightly stunned, as if possessed by a demon, "Don't worry, they will show up soon."
"Really?" Mu Yin looked at him with surprise, her eyes brimming with spirituality shone with indescribable luster, or rather, expectation, "Are you helping the Mu Family?"
Bo Fengheng stiffened, his handsome face inexplicably darkened again.
Is that what she was hoping for?
