The sky had not yet lightened when Wen Yiyao temporarily stayed in the suite.
Qian Qi tried multiple times to extract information about Nangong Yan's past, but Wen Yiyao evaded with talk, looking modest yet as impenetrable as a brick wall, Qian Qi suddenly realized...
The honest person, damn it, was actually her.
How could someone mixed within Nangong Yan's circle be simple?
Thus Qian Qi stopped asking. For now, the Blast Flame Gun was more important to her. Let Nangong Yan finish making the gun first before anything else.
As soon as morning arrived, she drove the hovercar to Nangong Yan's laboratory.
Contrary to Qian Qi's imagination, Nangong Yan's laboratory was located underground. In the elevator, she noticed the floors numbered at least seven, indicating the laboratory's scale was much grander than she thought.
