F Country, Overseas Province.
Opposite the church was the cemetery.
Qi Si walked with measured steps toward a particular tombstone.
The phrase "Strong Gene No. 1" seemed rather glaring.
"Lin Quan."
Lin Quan was Qi Si's assistant.
He heard Qi Si's voice and hurried over, "Mr. Qi."
"Have they made any moves?"
"Not at all," the assistant paused, then added, "However, the people they send out have suddenly all withdrawn."
"Is that so."
Qi Si lifted his hand and touched the cold tombstone.
As cold as the suffix of the name.
"I think this is an ominous signal. The people who come out of that place are always cold and dark... such an easy withdrawal is problematic in itself. It's too easy to retreat."
