Where Is My Fish?!
Editor: Kurisu
The countless hidden guards around the manor were all the elite of the elites. They were proficient at subterfuge and assassination operations.
"Captain, what kind of people do you think are in there? To actually mobilize all out us out here."
In a coffee cafe not far from the manor, a young man and a lady sat side by side, chatting. They looked no different from a couple in love.
The girl lowered her voice and told the young man, "The people in there are all martial practitioners. This is Beijing, and so many martial practitioners are gathered together in one place. We naturally need to have eyes on them, and monitor their movements to understand their objectives."
Jiang Tao raised the cup of coffee to his lips and took a light sip, savoring the taste on his tongue. A hint of fear lingered in his eyes.