Cheng Xu turned to look at the increasingly distant figure, her expression utterly calm.
It seemed that Lou Xingyue had already figured it out.
As for Lou Luchuan...
She lowered her eyes, deep in thought, her eyebrows closely furrowed.
"What? Feeling pity?"
A bright yet eerie female voice reached her ears.
Cheng Xu looked up.
She saw a woman as small as a child, named Lan Jia, one of the base leaders.
Also, her... real sister.
A born mutant.
"Have you made all the arrangements?"
Cheng Xu had her tongue removed, but it didn't inhibit her ability to speak; she simply chose to remain silent in front of others.
Lan Jia gazed at Cheng Xu tranquilly, "He knows all he needs to know. But right now, I'm not worried about anything else. I'm just curious about how you're dealing with things."
At that point, she let out a laugh, somewhat sinister.
Cheng Xu's expression remained placid, "What can I think about?"
