"lost?"
On the second floor of the hotel in town, Chase Rong stretched his long legs and leaned back in a chair. He raised his hand to pour two cups of tea to moisten his throat, frowned and said in surprise, "How could so many living people in a troupe be lost without any movement?"
Asher Gu still had a slight chill from outside on his body, and the collar of his shirt was slightly loosened, adding a touch of casualness to his look.
After finishing his meal, he asked the exhausted Master Rong to go back to the hotel for a nap, and he went to the family in the town that had hired the opera troupe.
"There are rumors in the market that Ning Yun'an fled in a hurry because he was afraid that the master of that family would take a fancy to him." Asher Gu said calmly, "Some people also said that they saw Haitanghua and his group enter the mountain with their own eyes and did not take any other route."
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