Zheng Minghui looked at the photos of Su Sigui on the wall, taken secretly, and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhao Zhiliang glanced as well, but his good mood had long vanished with the arrival of these two, so there was no way he'd show them a friendly face. Impatiently, he said, "What do you want? Hurry up and say it."
The two didn't immediately state their demands but instead examined the photos on the surrounding walls. Some were new, some old, and some had traces left from being just torn down, still looking fresh...
It wasn't hard to guess that upon discovering they had found this place, Zhao Zhiliang hurriedly went to tidy up the photos on the wall, only to be inadvertently caught by Zheng Minghui's words.
After surveying all the photos, Shen Mingke finally spoke, "We want the antidote, do you have it? Don't lie, or we'll take everything from here, and no one will come to help you now."
