Ling Zhenfei nodded and said, "But it's a pity, isn't it? They're already dead. You must've been injured last time during the assassination, and you've probably just recovered."
Liu Yang said, "That's right, I didn't go back after being injured. It's all to heal up for planning this assassination."
Ling Zhenfei sighed. Such a beautiful girl, what a shame.
Ling Zhenfei completely sewn up his wound and felt it's pretty good. As long as Northern Spiritual Energy flows inside, the Spiritual Qi Needle won't break until the wound heals.
As a cultivator, together with the effect of the elixir, he believed it wouldn't be long before he recovered completely.
After finishing all this, the sound of police cars started to echo around — must be Han Lian coming.
Sure enough, Han Lian ran at the forefront, still wearing the beautiful police uniform, which made Ling Zhenfei look awe-inspiring.
Seeing Ling Zhenfei covered in blood shocked Han Lian's face.
