C738 The Captive

Qin Xuan's face grew even more troubled, yet he gave a reluctant nod.

Qingluo, frantic with worry, had beads of sweat dotting her forehead. "How can this be? Are we to believe the mere words of those two from earlier? I refuse to accept it! We must search for more clues!"

"Exactly, we need to find more clues. Perhaps it was someone else who was captured