the Conditions for Saving Gu Yan,

Qin Shu turned to look in the direction of the bed. She wanted to ascertain the other party's identity. He didn't seem to know any martial arts and it would be bad if she injured the wrong person.

She didn't answer. Instead, she asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You are here to save Gu Yan, aren't you?"

The man's voice was the same as before. It was hoarse and weak, with a slightly nasal undertone. Despite how it sounded, she did not find it annoying. Perhaps the reason she had yet to lay a hand on him was that he was insufficiently annoying for her to do so.

No assassin was that weak.

"So what if I am?"

"I can help you." The man lying in bed offered just as she voiced her retort.

Qin Shu rejected him without a second thought. "I don't need your help. I can find him myself."