???
Chu Xi first slowly typed out a row of question marks in her mind. A few seconds later, she was struck as if by lightning, standing frozen on the spot.
How could this be possible?
[Wait, I just entered Chu Xi's live stream not long ago, and Sang Ning already found the person?]
[Why does it look like Chu Xi's expression isn't right? She's pale—deathly pale—like she lost her mom.]
[Hey, mind what you say, Li Sulan is still alive and gasping just fine at the mountain summit.]
Five minutes ago.
"Help! Murder! Murder!"
Near a northern-western astronomical telescope on the summit, a shrill cry like that of a slaughtered pig tore through the sky.
A man in his mid-thirties was being strangled by Sang Chuan's hand, terror written all over his face.
"My sister already said the key is on you, yet you're still pretending!" Sang Chuan threatened, gripping the man tightly.
"院—"
