An Lan voiced all her doubts.
"That's also what we're puzzled about," Huo Zhanting pondered for a moment before speaking, "What's most suspicious is that they refuse to provide more photos or videos, and they seem very anxious."
"Could it be that they can't let us have a video or take the latest photos?" A flash of insight crossed An Lan's eyes as she suddenly thought of this possibility. Her heart tightened as she spoke with a tremor and fear in her voice, "Could it be that something has happened to the two of them?"
The more An Lan thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
The color drained from her face as she immersed herself in her frightening speculations. Finally, it was Huo Zhanting's firm shake of her shoulders that brought her back to her senses. She looked up, staring blankly at Huo Zhanting.
With both hands resting on her shoulders, Huo Zhanting spoke deliberately.
