"Last words?" Tian Tao's voice carried a trace of confusion and puzzlement.
"Another dead person?" His tone rose, filled with disbelief and alarm.
"Another?!!" Tian Tao's voice turned sharp, full of undisguised fear.
Tian Tao's entire body turned cold as he stared at Chen Ya in shocked horror, trembling as he spoke:
"What do you mean, District Chief Chang Wei, what happened to him? No, Chen Ya, are you dead or alive?"
Tian Tao sprang up as if with springs in his feet, stretching his arms to embrace Chen Ya, feeling the faint warmth radiating from his body.
As his mind eased slightly, the next moment intensified his shock and anger: "You're not dead, so whose body is in the crematorium? Who's playing tricks, was it Feng Mu?!!"
Chen Ya allowed Tian Tao to hold him, remaining motionless, unfazed, using two fingers to turn off his phone before gently tossing it onto the bed.
