C80 It's All My Fault

Sunn Yuanhann lay on Zhang Moer's bed, having only slept for a short while. Suddenly, he sat up, recalling what Yann Jincheng had said about Zhang Moer and that man being involved in something unusual. With the person right there, why not clear things up?

Just as Yuanhann was about to ask directly, he hesitated, realizing it might not be the right approach. His open mouth didn't utter a word