Ye Xianxian was drenched, hiding in a small room within a factory building with Tian'an.

He was still slightly panting, trying hard to control his uneven breathing.

At this moment, as he calmed down and thought about the events that had transpired, he had a rough idea of the answer in his heart.

This matter must have been done by someone within the Ye family. Besides his brother, there was likely no one else.