The man was alone in the room, holding a handkerchief, silent and sitting there, like a living corpse.
Ling Tianyu was very patient, sitting in the room with his wife, not saying a word.
This man had crashed into the Mechanism Ship, which was quite an interesting incident; his strength was so formidable, how could he crash into it without reason?
It was absolutely impossible without reason; there had to be something going on. Plus, judging from the man's emotions when he saw the handkerchief, it was clear that the handkerchief was very important to him, especially the strand of hair inside.
"Hubby, why do I feel like this man has a story to tell?" Duan Yanran suddenly said, forgetting the orange she was peeling in her hand.
"A big story indeed," Ling Tianyu said. "He could crash into the Mechanism Ship, what does that imply? It implies his strength is immense, and his body is not ordinary.
"The materials used to build the Mechanism Ship are top-notch."
