"Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue, you can't just sit here any longer. The investigation team hasn't arrived yet, there's still room to turn things around, you... you ought to think of something!"
The downcast Xue Mingyuan initially showed no reaction. It wasn't until the cigarette butt was nearly burnt out that he belatedly took a puff, then looked down at Wan Xingyi's pleading face.
"Tell me, where exactly is the difference?"
"Huh?"
Tears and snot streaming down his face, Wan Xingyi looked up in bewilderment, not understanding what Xue Mingyuan meant.
"The difference is that Yan Lingchuan went in there, and never came out."
Xue Mingyuan chuckled, puffing on the burnt cigarette butt, and pointed towards the Jingcheng Building across the way.
Wan Xingyi suddenly realized, incredulous, looking up, "Are you saying... the mastermind behind all this is Zhou Wang?"
"Who else could it be?"
