"Everyone else is fine, why did only our people from Sanjiumen die?"
"… "
Simon squatted down and felt the breath of the person lying on the ground. He remained silent and ignored his question. He turned around and explained to the people around him.
"There's another person here."
The medical staff who followed came over quickly to save the man.
Simon stepped aside to make way and stood at the corner. No emotion could be seen on his mature and handsome face.
Even so, the man with the goatee still didn't let him go.
Still shouting there like a brainless person.
"Who can give me an explanation?"
"Why are all the others fine, but our people are in trouble?"
“Who did it!”
The Sanjiu Sect is only considered a minor force in the Independent Continent. If it weren't for their close relationship with the Chamber of Commerce Alliance this time, no one would have paid any attention to them.
So after this happened, everyone who came in later looked at Simon, carefully observing Simon's reaction, as if trying to find clues from Simon's face.
Simon's cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably, and he tried hard to remain calm and not reveal his true colors.
But after hearing the goatee's brainless questions and his demand for an explanation... he finally couldn't help himself and shouted, "Enough!"
The man with the goatee had a sullen look on his face and was unwilling to accept the defeat. He wanted to say something until he saw Simon looking at him with red and bloodshot eyes, warning him.
He suddenly became quiet like a chicken with its neck choked.
*
As soon as Qiao Nian left Mingshui Mansion, she received calls from Xie Yun, Xie Tingyun, Zhou Zhou and others.
She opened the car window, put her elbows outside, bent her long legs, leaned back, and sat in the passenger seat, answering calls intermittently.
It’s the same sentence over and over again.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
The news that she participated in the treasure hunt on behalf of the Ji family should have just spread. Even Shi Fu, who was usually taciturn and didn't like to use communication devices, called her to ask about the situation. However, because he was able to contact Qiao Nian, he heard her report that she was safe.
Everyone can feel relieved.
I usually just give her a few words of advice on the phone, and then hang up knowing that she is tired without wasting her time.
Qiao Nian received more than ten calls in one breath.
The kids from the First Research Institute also called her.
Except for Xue Zhu who is more noisy.
Shen Qingfeng, Cao Yanhua and others were relatively calm.
The calmest one was Xu Yi.
Without even calling her, he sent her a WeChat message to ask about her situation, as if he was certain that she could sort out the mess at Mingshui Mansion.
Wait for Qiao Nian to finish answering the call and replying to the message on the phone.
The black G-Class has slowly driven into the residence.
Compared to Mingshui Mansion, a magnificent building that resembles an ancient castle, Ye Wangchuan's villa in Independent Island can be considered fresh and simple.
The white four-story villa has a small garden outside with local roses. The roses grow wildly on the walls and bloom with dazzling flowers.
Very flamboyant style.
Unlike the low-key and restrained house he owns in Beijing, it is more like the unbridled indulgence hidden in his bones under his upbringing.
After Ye Wangchuan parked the car, he found that Qiao Nian had already replied to the message on her phone and seemed to be staring at the roses in the flowerbed.
He raised his eyebrows, unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, unbuckled her seat belt with his slender hands, and said in a low and mellow voice: "Are you daydreaming?"
Qiao Nian glanced at the roses outside, then retracted his gaze and raised his hand to open the car door lazily: "I was thinking about the antidote that Elder Zhong mentioned."
(End of this chapter)