Soon, Yan Feishuang arrived at the office in the Lingbei Trade Zone. When she saw the body on the ground, there was almost no expression on her face. She didn't even ask Ye Tianfan who the person was; she simply took out the tools she carried with her and began dealing with the corpse.
After all, Yan Feishuang had previously been an ace assassin, so she was extremely skilled in dealing with corpses. In just about a dozen minutes, the body was handled cleanly, without even bones left. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the scent of corpse-dissolving chemicals.
"Old K..." Ye Tianfan murmured quietly.
Yan Feishuang frowned and looked at him, unsure of who this Old K Ye Tianfan mentioned was.
"Pang Rui..." Ye Tianfan tapped his fingers on the table, repeating the name.
"Pang Ruilin," Yan Feishuang responded.
Ye Tianfan suddenly turned his head towards Yan Feishuang: "You know him?"
