"What's going on now?" When Meng Chao saw that Xiao Fanghua still had all her limbs intact and sported no wounds, he relaxed a little.
"It's thanks to you... warning us in time. I went to Old Zhao... and delivered the news to all the people attending... the transmigration technology conference."
Xiao Fanghua cradled her stomach while speaking falteringly. "But before we could spread out… an explosion came from… the bottom of the hotel… Half of the hotel is underground… Many people who ran down… are trapped in darkness. Thank goodness we listened to you… and ran up. We wanted… to run to the roof."
This was undoubtedly the correct choice.
Fortunately, Meng Chao's performance over the past few months had impressed Zhao Feixuan and Xiao Fanghua, so they knew that while he was young, he was very capable. He would definitely not say something without reason.