"He's a scapegoat, the real culprit is cunning and very cautious. I'm afraid it won't be easy to catch him." Song Yiyan let the Heavenly Dog carefully distinguish the smell of the black cloth provided by the shop owner's daughter.
It had been five days since they'd been put under the spell, and it was even earlier on the girl's side. It was the fabric they'd obtained a week ago, and most of the smell had dissipated.
"It's all my fault. I've offended too many people, I can't even confirm who the mastermind is." Situ Sang blamed himself.
His job was very dangerous and he could be killed by his enemies at any moment.
He also paid special attention to protecting his family and himself. He didn't expect that even though he was so cautious, someone still found an opportunity.
