However, Bo Fengheng seemed not to have heard him, his gaze fixed intensely on Quan Fengyan across from him, his deep eyes filled with murderous intent, "I'll ask one more time, where is she? This is your last chance."
Quan Fengyan pursed his lips, and after seeing the confused expression on Mu Yin's face, he finally realized that they had not recognized each other at all.
He quickly regained his composure, forcefully suppressing the shame and pain that had been festering for years.
Meeting Bo Fengheng's gaze unwaveringly, he retorted sarcastically, "What's the matter? Could it be that Young Master Bo hasn't found the person nor obtained the so-called vaccine? Is today's act a whim or a desperate move?"
Mu Yin's heart trembled, and he abruptly turned to look at Bo Fengheng.
His handsome face seemed to turn icy in an instant, capable of scraping off a layer of frost, but his almost-smiling eyes looked like those of a bloodthirsty beast, chilling to the bone.
