Bai Zhongqi didn't know how to respond; his expression was slightly stiff. Han Jiaxue, being the extremely clever girl she was, instantly understood everything. She had never imagined that her seemingly dull and ordinary senior and current boyfriend could also be ruthlessly decisive. Although he hadn't stated it explicitly, it was clear that those CIA agents had probably not met a good fate. Even though it all had been done for her, a normal girl being involved in murder was something she inevitably found terrifying.
At this moment, Bai Zhongqi was also extremely distressed. A good relationship had now gotten entangled with too many other complications, making it feel incredibly bumpy.
"Senior, are you really the leader of the aliens?"