Who could have thought this was a premeditated attack.
The perpetrator was none other than the pilot of the plane, whose last communication with the control tower was his intent to destroy the aircraft, turning so many people into his funeral offerings.
As for why he would do such a thing, that remains unknown.
The plane crashed from such a high altitude that the chance of survival was zero.
It was basically impossible for anyone to survive.
Now, all one can hope for is to find their souls in the underworld.
Gu Lili could not wait for Long Yubei to return, and took it upon herself to go to the underworld.
"Xiao Bai, where is your highness?"
"He just left, went to the site of the plane crash."
"Are there no dead souls from the plane here?"
Xiao Bai shook his head, "Not a single one."
Gu Lili's heart sank with a thud, "How could there not be a single one?"
