Jian Xi shrugged: "Because my work in Jiangcheng isn't finished yet."
"What work?" Yu Ling and Nan Tian asked in unison.
"I'm an assassin, what other work could I have?" Jian Xi sneered, "Back in the day, neither of you were simple either! You should understand what I'm saying."
Yu Ling and Nan Tian's expressions changed, and they exchanged glances, both sitting up straight with tension.
Jian Xi noted their reactions, and her previously hardened heart suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Her tone involuntarily softened: "Don't worry! I'm not targeting the Nan Family."
"Then are you…" Yu Ling cautiously observed Jian Xi's expression, "able to leave him?"
"Yes." Jian Xi nodded vigorously, "I can't wait."
"!!!"
"I've already told Nan Mufeng that once my mission is complete, I will return to the Ice Country, but he keeps pestering me. Please, the two of you should really manage your son and stop him from bothering me any further."
"..."
