Mu Xiaoqi was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "It's him. And he's dead."

Anzhixian didn't speak for a long time, looked pale, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Mu Xiaoqi looked at her and sighed, "I'm sorry."

An Zhixian laughed sarcastically: "Why?"

She looked at Mu Xiaoqi aggressively.'Why do you tell me I'm sorry? What do you think you're sorry for me?

Mu Xiaoqi was somewhat shocked when she asked.

Yeah, where am I sorry for her?

On reflection, she seems to have nothing to be ashamed of, let alone sorry for, but it seems that she has a lot to say sorry about.

"I'm sorry, but...