"What exactly happened?" Pei Yansi saw the person in charge come in, his voice low and trembling.
The person showed a look of fear, terribly afraid of Pei Yansi's current state, and said, "The plane crashed; it's a disaster that our airline could not have foreseen…"
"Are there any survivors?" Even though he knew there wouldn't be any, he couldn't help but ask knowingly.
"There were no survivors in the plane crash…"
Hearing someone confirm it, a chunk of Pei Yansi's heart felt as if it had been gouged out on the spot, the pain raw and intense.
Unable to imagine how a person who was fine just days ago could suddenly be gone forever, Pei Yansi looked at his assistant with bloodshot eyes and said in a cold voice, "Alive, I want to see the person; dead, I want to see the body."
The assistant acknowledged the order and quickly turned to leave.
