Chi Yue immediately raised his head, and as he did so, the silver gun he just took out fell to the ground with a thud.
He looked at the person in a black suit in front of him and then had his eyes lowered. The man in front of him had one hand in his pocket, while his free hand played with a black lighter.
He stood straight.
Despite the casualness, Chi Yue sensed a dangerous aura exuding from him.
"What do you mean?" Chi Yue looked at him and his fingers dug into his palm. The casualness on his face instantly disappeared when he pursed his lips tightly. "Are there secrets kept about this matter?"
Yu Shijin said nothing. He merely darted his eyesight upward and then paused when his deep gaze landed on the white ribbon at Chi Yue's wrist. "If you want to find out, follow me."
With that, he turned around and left.
And never bothered Chi Yue again.
