"Who?"
Clearly, Chen Fei hadn't expected this to happen. He had only planned to cast a minor spell to make the woman forget everything she had just seen. But now…
"Were you really going to let her go out of mercy?" a calm voice asked from the window. A figure, who had apparently leaped in unnoticed, came into view.
The figure was none other than Cao Qiguo, the black-robed man who had been trailing several kilometers behind Chen Fei. He slowly lifted the hood covering his head, revealing the rugged, chiseled face of a man in his thirties or forties. He held a gun in his right hand, and wisps of blue smoke drifted from its barrel, carrying a burnt smell.
Clearly, both the shot and the words had come from this man, Cao Qiguo.
His eyes flickered as he glanced at the corpse sprawled on the ground. His pupils contracted sharply. "Sunx Long." Even though I suspected it and was mentally prepared, I didn't think he'd actually kill someone. This is a serious problem now.
