Shen Zueran hadn't gone to the coffee shop to see it for himself.
By relying only on the descriptions from Huo Zhanting and the others, he could view the situation from a more objective standpoint, take in the whole picture, and analyze the scene.
Sure enough, upon hearing Shen Zueran's words, the Black Panther instantly froze.
At that moment, its sharp claws were just a hair's breadth from the transparent floor-to-ceiling window.
The cold gleam from its sharp claws flashed in front of the window.
With its formidable 3S-level attack power,
shattering the so-called bulletproof floor-to-ceiling window would take but a single swipe.
Seeing the Black Panther halt, Jun Lin Yuan, who had been standing behind the curtain inside the house all along, let out a faint sigh.
'What a shame.'
'They saw through it.'
Meanwhile, Shen Zueran's gaze was fixed on a spot where the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window weren't fully drawn, revealing the faint outline of a man's hem.
