After returning to the room, Sun Yan immediately put the two antiques he had bought into the travel bag he had brought with him. Since the castle had no internet, those who bought the ancient castle would have to go with Balian's men to the city to transfer money to Balian's Swiss bank account.
For now, it's considered taking the goods first and paying later.
Sun Yan lay on the bed, gazing thoughtfully at the ceiling, silent.
If he and the others couldn't leave the castle early, there might be another murder tonight. The severe blizzard outside the castle was not something Sun Yan could handle.
To save Zhao Chuan Yi, Shen Sanjing, Bai Qianqian, and the others, he could only start with the people inside the castle.
Thinking of the old housekeeper Xia Da from last night, it was obvious he knew something about that Wisdom Angel corpse. Since he knew, Sun Yan didn't believe Balian wouldn't know about it. There must be some hidden trick behind this.
Squeak!
