Just then, Yan Xiao's phone rang.
Everyone looked at him. Yan Xiao glanced down at his phone and said expressionlessly, "My brother."
"Hello?" He answered the call.
On the other end, Yan Lie hesitated a moment before saying, "Come to headquarters. We found your friend's body."
Yan Xiao tightened his grip on the phone. "Are you sure?"
"The medical examiner is performing the autopsy. It's him, but... something's very strange."
"What's strange?"
"We'll talk when you get here."
Yan Lie hung up.
Yan Xiao looked at everyone. "You should go to headquarters. They've found Yang's body."
At those words, Chen Zhiyuan instantly looked as though he had lost his soul. Every trace of color drained from his face.
Yang's body... If there had been no body, perhaps there might still have been a sliver of possibility. But now that his body had been found, there was no hope left.
"My brother said there's something very strange about Yang's body," Yan Xiao continued.
Chen Zhiyuan immediately took off running!
Everyone else had been invited by Yang, too, and had all received his help. They immediately followed, wanting to go to headquarters to see what exactly was strange about Yang's body.
"Aren't you going?" Xu Yi, who was at the rear, suddenly turned to ask Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao looked at him and shook his head slightly.
"I don't want to see Yan Lie."
Xu Yi looked Yan Xiao up and down. "Suit yourself. But your Spirit Pupil count is the closest to Yang's. Watch out for yourself."
With both hands behind his head, he sauntered away after saying that.
Watching Xu Yi's retreating figure, Yan Xiao slowly leaned against the railing. The wind howled, stirring ripples in his usually calm heart.
"Oh, right." Xu Yi stopped and turned around again. "I