Feng Youyun? Old Feng?
Bai Zhi slightly raised his eyebrows as he rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, squinting his eyes and pondering hard. He felt that he had just caught a glimpse of a thread of the mystery but couldn't pierce through the layer of paper to view all the truths.
"Mr. Ant, what are you talking about?" Young Feng's voice trembled a bit. "Isn't my dad still alive?"
"Be patient, don't worry."
Li Cheng smiled, "In the process of exploring the mansion, based on the clues and information I gathered, I've come up with several hypotheses. The first and most obvious one is that the person he spoke to at the time was Feng Youyun."