A dull thud!
Zhu Sui and Zhu Qilue simultaneously realized the gravity of the situation, their hearts suddenly skipped a beat, and their bodies turned cold.
The two looked at each other in dismay, realizing that they hadn't caught the terrifying implication in Lan Zhengqing's words: not about the Fenghua Conference, but the fact that Lin Fan would walk out alive!
"Impossible! How could it be possible!"
Zhu Sui vehemently denied it, but his tightly pressed lips betrayed him. He had already lost his composure.
"It shouldn't be... how did this guy... how did he find out?"
Zhu Qilue also felt cold in his limbs, and after a heart-stopping moment, his heartbeat surged as if it would leap out of his throat.
The intense sound of their heartbeats echoed throughout the enclosed, oppressive prison.
Both of them were completely distracted by the hype of the Fenghua Conference, failing to catch the hidden subtext in Lan Zhengqing's words.
