They froze for a moment, exchanging uncertain glances, then, as if on cue, they scrambled to their feet and hurried back into the container with surprising speed. Zhao Li Xin's lips raised his brows slightly, saying inwardly: At least he doesn't have to say it twice.
Not long after, another group approached, but this time, it was different. They moved in tight formation, disciplined and precise, each of them carrying strange weapons that pulsed with a deadly energy.
These people were not the same as the previous traffickers. No—this group was on a completely different level. He knew exactly who they were. They were Dragxtarn, a bunch of basta*ds trained to kill the Lucient family, meaning these people were trained specifically to kill his wife.
A sinister smile crept across the corner of Zhao Li Xin's lips.
"Who are you?" the leader barked at Zhao Li Xin. "Who do you work for?" he demanded again.
