Feng Qian nodded, "It was probably the day before Mr. He disappeared, in Yanzhou City when a factory explosion happened. Do you remember?"
Su Zixi frowned, suddenly realizing, "You mean that earthquake on that day? So it wasn't actually an earthquake?"
"Yes, it was that day," Feng Qian affirmed, "It wasn't an earthquake; it was a factory explosion. I found evidence on the scene and it was carried out by the 'Base' organization. The Young Master knew about it too. He also said this explosion might have been aimed directly at him."
Su Zixi clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms, causing piercing pain.
"No wonder, now I understand everything." Su Zixi smiled bitterly, "His disappearance is inevitably linked to this 'organization,' and Jingyao was surely mentally prepared for this."
Feng Qian was taken aback.
