"Three minutes left. How's the investigation into Chen Tingyu going?"
Inside the club, once Chu Sheng's icy voice fell, everyone in the hall instantly went pale as death.
No matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not understand it. They were only investigating one person.
In this Martial Dao era, five hundred years was not all that long. By all reason, this should not have been difficult.
But who could have known that they had mobilized every force under their command and searched every avenue they could think of.
Yet after all that searching, they had indeed found three people named Chen Tingyu.
But none of them matched the Chen Tingyu Chu Sheng had mentioned from five hundred years ago.
In their panic, everyone arrived at the same guess.
It had to be the beast tide a century ago!
Back then, Xifeng Base City had been swept by the beast tide. Nearly half the city's population had died, and much of its documentation had been destroyed in the flames.
It was highly possible that all records relating to that Chen Tingyu from five hundred years ago had also turned to ashes in that calamity.
But they did not dare say it, nor could they say it.
Because once they did, Chu Sheng probably would not even be willing to wait out these final three minutes!
Everyone in the hall held their breath, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
Their eyes were lowered, yet they all tacitly understood one another as their gazes drifted in unison toward Zhao Shanhe.
At that moment, Zhao Shanhe was equally anxious inside.
What if the Chosen Group doesn't make it in time...
The instant that thought surfaced, a chill ran through his entire body.
In an instant, the entire club became terrifyingly