Chen Anjing was sitting in the car compartment, hearing the frantic voices from the video conference.
"Master Turtle, is there trouble?"
The chubby driver in the front seat also furrowed his brows.
If something happens to Master Turtle, he'll immediately feel a lot less safe!
Suddenly, Wang E's voice came through the video conference again.
"Before Master Turtle passed out, he dipped his finger in blood and wrote the character 'zhi'. What does it mean?"
The character 'zhi' written in blood, before passing out?
Such urgency, could it be very important?
The people in the meeting room were all furrowing their brows in deep thought.
Chen Anjing's slender fingers gestured on the back of the seat.
"The character 'zhi'?"
"A single 'zhi' character doesn't have much meaning, nor is it convenient to form words.
"Since Master Turtle was about to faint, he surely would use the most concise language to leave the most important information.
