Just as Nan Zhuoyuan was about to step off the elevator, he heard this and snapped back to reality, looking towards Nan Zhou.
"What did you say?"
Nan Zhou met his cold, glasses-covered gaze and repeated, "Big brother, last night Ren Xingzhou set a big fire, burning down half the mountain. All three lions died, and one escaped."
"Ren Xingzhou got a taste of his own medicine and perished in the sea of flames."
Nan Zhuoyuan understood every word, yet when put together, they made no sense to him anymore.
"Ren Xingzhou has been loyally serving by mother's side for over twenty years, raising lions in the deep mountains. That place was his home, how could he possibly set fire to the mountain?"
"Azhou, have someone investigate this matter in secret. I want to know the reason."
After saying this, Nan Zhuoyuan adjusted his glasses with his finger and stepped into the hospital room.
Nan Zhou took silent note and followed him in.
