Kong Xiang declined the rich lady's request for a duel, claiming he wasn't physically up for a fight today.
Then, with a flurry of sweet talk, he sent her on her way.
Tomorrow was the day he would meet his contact. He naturally needed to conserve his strength, not waste it on pointless endeavors.
In truth, because of his desires, he had been forced to use a combination of physical and medicinal means just to keep his composure.
Otherwise, he would have been completely unable to refuse her.
His gaze discreetly flickered to a spot not far away, where someone was tailing him.
With his professional training, his counter-surveillance skills were not subpar, so he had long known someone would be watching him.
His observation was lightning-fast, and he instinctively retracted his gaze.
He had thought everything was normal, but in that instant, he realized something was wrong.
'Wait, he's gone!' The spot where the disguised watcher should have been was now completely empty.
