It had been a year since Su Huiqing last went on a mission.
Her first time back and she had to face off with Song San.
And with the mercenary regiment sorely lacking in manpower. She only had Chi Yue with her now.
But these were not major problems.
Su Huiqing lowered her eyes and slowly wound the silver wire around her wrist. The silver mask concealed the expression on her face. All that was revealed were her pitch-black eyes.
Anyway, the waters of the International Association were already muddied.
It wouldn't matter if they further stirred things up.
Chi Yue had already opened his laptop and was typing a long string of numbers into it.
The two of them had always worked well together and knew exactly what part to play.
Su Huiqing put the communications device in her ear.
She then pulled open the curtains. Putting one hand on the windowsill, she flipped over and leaped into the dark night.
