This place was built around the mining district. It wasn't a major city; in fact, it could even be called remote. Outsiders rarely came here.
On one of the mottled high-rises, Fan Zhao stood before a floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the dense crowd below. He seemed rather surprised. "Su Chen came too? Is this information confirmed?"
The young man standing behind him quickly replied, "It's confirmed. We have his travel records, and quite a few people saw him board the spaceship."
"What is he doing here?" Fan Zhao's brow furrowed.
"That... we don't know for now." The voice of the person behind him was hesitant.
Fan Zhao's expression darkened. Previously, Meng Shiyu had always been the one keeping an eye on Su Chen.
After Meng Shiyu's death, he had been busy investigating the disappearance of the Spiritual Fire. Then, with Qin Yun's sudden vanishing, his faction had been in a state of panic, and no one was watching Su Chen.
