Chapter 239 Infiltration I

Tianjing, inside a suite of a certain hotel

A middle-aged man with seaweed-like long hair stood gloomily in front of the window, looking down at the streets below the hotel.

In the bustling passersby on the street, a young woman carrying a small shoulder bag calmly made her way within his line of sight.

The woman wore a loose red T-shirt exposing half her shoulder, her long hair reaching her shoulders, and a small tuft of bangs in front. Overall, she looked very much like the meek and delicate girls from a certain island nation often portrayed in TV dramas.

However, her expression was consistently cold and indifferent.

"Is she the one?" the long-haired man asked in a deep voice. "She seems a bit old."

A shadow in the back of the room revealed a figure sitting in a high-backed wooden chair, resting a hand on his head.

"But there's no one more suitable than her."

"Let's wait and see," the long-haired man said noncommittally.

Suddenly, the woman in his vision entered the hotel.