"Sedatives?" He Jingyao suddenly let out a low chuckle, "The driver didn't escape either, I'm afraid he was resigned to his fate, the sedatives were most likely his doing."
Chu Jinyu sighed deeply, saying nothing.
"You should rest," He Jingyao said before turning to leave.
Chu Jinyu moved her lips, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, all attempts at persuasion turned into a mere sigh.
Ning Yichen nodded at her and followed He Jingyao's departing figure.
...
Outside, the daylight was just right.
Speaking of irony, since the day of the explosion, Yangdong City had experienced several rare sunny days in a row, adding a bit of warmth to the chilling winter.
"He Jingyao," Ning Yichen called out to the man's towering and icy figure not far ahead, his voice hoarse, "We've understood all that can be understood, questioned everyone that can be questioned, do you... still refuse to give up?"
