"Dadao, who are you talking to?" Kim Xi Shan, who was next to Wang Dadong, swept her gaze around but didn't see anything, and asked in confusion.
"Xiao Shan, go wait for me in the car." Wang Dadong said.
"Okay." Wang Dadong's orders were like heaven's decree to Kim Xi Shan; she didn't even ask why and obediently went to wait in the car.
That's the upside of a Korean woman.
Of course, they're only this submissive toward their own man; if it's not their man, that's a different story.
Just as Kim Xi Shan walked to the car, Wang Dadong felt a wave of killing intent rush at him from behind. But that killing intent was ridiculously weak to him.
Wang Dadong suddenly turned, casually grabbing the small hand holding a dagger.
When he saw who it was, not only was Wang Dadong stunned, even the other party herself was dumbfounded.
