Not knowing what had happened to Fu Wanli, He Kui, and Cui Zhonghua, Qin Siyang remained on edge, every day feeling like a year.
Meanwhile, in a sealed underground room somewhere in Zone 1, Fu Wanli sat hugging his knees.
His brow furrowed as he thought back to how he had been taken from the Guesthouse.
The people who had come merely showed their credentials, used a Lie Detector to verify that they really were officials, and said they needed his assistance with an investigation.
Before he could ask any questions, his vision went black, and he passed out.
When Fu Wanli woke, he found himself in this dim room. Yet his Storage Box, money, and belongings were all still on him.
At first, he could not understand why his abductors had been so careless.
Only after he activated his skills and used his artifacts without making the slightest dent in the room did he understand. They had not forgotten to confiscate his Storage Box. They simply did not consider him a threat.
Fu Wanli took a deep breath. This room was most likely a Tier Four Artifact.
Using a Tier Four Artifact to build a room that served no purpose beyond imprisoning people meant whoever was behind this had to possess immense wealth and power.
He racked his brains but could not figure out when he had offended someone like that.
"This is damned bizarre," Fu Wanli muttered. "Why would an opponent on this level capture me? Shouldn't they be going after people on Elder Brother Qin's level...?"
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
Right, capturing me serves no purpose. So they actually captured me to target Qin Siyang and the others?!
Then he sighed in relief. "Luckily, I know next to nothing about Elder Brother Qin and the others' affairs.