He looked at the sinister smile lingering in Jiang Li's eyes, then at He Pingzhang, who was organized and methodical, and suddenly remembered the words Pei Ye had hinted at him before.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lang quickly coughed and stood in front of Jiang Li, blocking her line of sight before turning to look at a puzzled He Pingzhang.
"Cough cough, the public opinion has been squashed for now, so, Assistant He, you should hurry up and confirm the identity of the body, contact the family, etc. Don't worry about compensation; Wilderness Survival's sponsorship isn't small—just grabbing a bit from it will suffice."
He Pingzhang nodded his head, "Mm, the forensic expert and police we contacted are already on their way, but a storm just hit two days ago, raising the water level at the coast quite a bit. If they are coming by yacht, I expect they'll be quite delayed—possibly—"
"No need to look anymore, I know who she is."
