The Price Of Thanks

Green District welcomed its first thunderstorm in winter. This huge drop in temperature extinguished the souls of many mortals.

A sudden decrease in temperature blew across Jiang District, which was not far from Green District, too.

However, despite the storm outside, the atmosphere was wholesome and warm inside the small house in the military base.

Under the warm light, Zhong Nuannuan was munching on a crispy apple after a shower, enjoying Big Brother Chi Yang blowing her hair dry.

"Quwei's dead."

The two of them were originally talking about Leng Qirui when Chi Yang digressed to talk about Qu Wei instead.

Zhong Nuannuan paused.

"How did he die?"

"I don't know. It was a weird death. When we were questioning him, he suddenly started to vomit blood and died. It took less than five seconds for him to die. That makes me wonder, how did Yang Min die?"