Qin Chong was momentarily stunned.
He didn't know if it was because he had just woken up or if his mind was unclear.
When Huo Sicheng allowed him to ask questions, Qin Chong had many questions to ask, but looking at Huo Sicheng's face, he felt like there was a fishbone stuck in his throat.
When Huo Sicheng stopped asking him questions, he, on the contrary, wanted to ask Huo Sicheng questions.
He might be going crazy, otherwise, he wouldn't be so contradictory.
What scared him most was the simple words of Huo Sicheng, which evoked all his suspicions. This sense of doubt seemed etched in his bones and blood; as long as the blood flowed and he was alive, his heart was full of questions.
"Sicheng, do you know something?" he asked nervously and apprehensively.
Huo Sicheng looked calmly at Qin Chong, "What can I know? Or what should I know?"
Confronted with Huo Sicheng's words, Qin Chong was suddenly speechless.