At this moment, Xiaofan must find Fan Lingtian to clarify the entire situation.
If the problem truly lies within Zuimo's memory, the most authoritative person must be invited for her diagnosis.
However, Fan Lingtian is not among the crowd but in a reception room over three hundred meters away, watching everything happening on stage with Number Two through binoculars.
Shouts received no response... Xiaofan had no choice but to turn back again.
His head was hit by a wave of dizziness.
Due to excessive loss of blood and exhaustion, he could faint at any moment.
"Zuimo, think carefully, what were you doing before you returned to Yanhuang Soul?"
"Before I returned to Yanhuang Soul?"
"Right, think about it, let me tell you, half a day before you went missing, it was just you and me at home, delicious chicken. Do you remember? You said to wait for me to come back to eat together."
Chicken?
Eat together?
Live together?
A flood of images flashed through her mind suddenly.
