Wu Er looked at Gu Qiqi in confusion, trying to find evidence of déjà vu on her delicate face.
However, he didn’t find any.
He had never seen this woman who was as beautiful as a painting but was cold and calm.
Why did he feel a lingering sense of familiarity? What the hell.
Just as Wu er was puzzled, Gu Qiqi’s resounding conclusion rang in his ears. “These people were killed by the Empire’s engineers!”
“What? !”Wu Er lost his voice, and everyone was shocked!
Gong Jue, who had been silent the whole time, clenched his fists tightly when he heard the conclusion that the empire’s people had killed people. The veins on his forehead were popping out.
He had been in charge of the gong group for many years. Every engineer loved the people like their children. How could he do such a miserable and despicable thing?
He had only left for three years. Could it be that he had changed so much?
