The subtext was that his life and death were unknown.
"We... only found the car he was in that day. There were traces of his blood on it, a lot."
Song Yaoyao nodded and walked up the stairs.
"I understand."
"Miss Song..."
She was so calm that there was not even the slightest fluctuation in her tone. If she were to cry or even have some other reaction, Uncle Zhang and the others would not be so worried.
It was her lack of reaction that made Uncle Zhang worried that she was hiding her feelings in her heart.
"Miss Song." Uncle Zhang held back his tears and took two steps forward. "You must take care of your health! The Master has encountered countless dangers of all sizes over the years, and he has always been able to turn a bad situation into a good one. Now that we can't find him, it's actually the best news!"
He did not mention the word 'corpse' in case he jinxed Huo Yunque.
"Of course, I know."
