As Lin Jianyue reached this point in the conversation, she gave Zhang Fan a meaningful look before gracefully standing, walking over to him, and whispered softly in his ear.
"If I were you, I'd be thinking of a way to kill him to silence him already!"
Lin Jianyue stood up and slowly walked out of the Invisible Mountain Cafe.
Zhang Fan watched her departing figure, and before him, the three plates of steak suddenly lost their appeal.
He was just a step too slow; he should have slaughtered Yin Hu right then, but now there's a loose end.
"No, I can't delay anymore."
Yin Hu might never talk, but Zhang Fan wouldn't dare take a one-in-ten-thousand chance risk.
"Waiter, pack these to go."
A moment later, Zhang Fan walked out of the cafe, went around a street, and arrived at the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.
At this moment, many people were coming and going, busier than any usual day.
"Zhang Fan..."
Upon entering, Zhang Fan ran into Zhan Xinyue.
