(Chapter Nine)
"You're late," Phoenix, wearing a mask and standing with a kingly demeanor in the courtyard of the sanatorium where Li Haiyang resided, looked at Luo Ziling, Yang Xiaodong, and Wang Zhenjun as they entered the courtyard after passing through the security gate. Her voice was icy as she said, "It's 8:32 now. You're two minutes late."
"When you spotted us, it wasn't yet 8:30, wasn't it? It's your troublesome security checks that wasted several minutes of our time," Luo Ziling replied irritably before approaching Phoenix, "Even if we are late, it's only by two minutes. What's the big deal?"
"Two minutes is enough time for you to die several times over," Phoenix said, shifting her gaze from Luo Ziling to Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun who were behind him, her eyes becoming even sharper.
