Yan Qianyi paused, connecting the call.
On the other side, Xia Ziyu's anxious voice came through, "Qianyi! Two days ago when you attempted to assassinate Mr. Dai, did your mask fall off?!"
"Um, someone by his side was quite formidable, difficult to handle," Yan Qianyi said.
At that moment, an Energy Bullet had just grazed the side of her face.
If she had reacted half a second later, her face would have been disfigured.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?!"
"It's not something to be proud of. What's there to talk about?" Yan Qianyi was indifferent.
"But someone captured a photo of your face at the time, and now that picture is all over the internet! Some netizens have recognized that the person in the photo is you!"
"What?"
"I'll send it to you, have a look for yourself."
Xia Ziyu immediately sent the news article that Mu Yunlie had been looking at earlier into Yan Qianyi's personal system.
