At eight o'clock in the evening.
Qin Guang and his group returned to the camp.
The chairman of the conference organizing committee, Fei Zhenguo, personally received Qin Guang and Wang Jialu.
This boss, whose stars on his shoulders shone even more brightly than Wan Silong's, didn't put on any airs.
He didn't pursue the matter of Qin Guang and Wang Jialu crossing the national border without authorization either.
He led the two into the office, then bent down to personally examine the bodies of the two Woguo men.
He asked with a grave expression, "Did they die from poisoning?"
Qin Guang said, "Yes, both were suicide troops and Master-level Martial Artists. Although we had injured them, the injuries were not fatal. They voluntarily bit into the poison hidden within their teeth."
"Give me a moment."
Fei Zhenguo took out his phone, snapped a photo of the two bodies, and sent it out. Within five minutes, a message came back.
