Upon hearing the name "Li Henian", disappointment flashed in Chen Bieli's eyes. Someone had told her his surname, but hadn't mentioned his given name.
She was always searching for that missing name, but wasn't sure where to start.
The people around them were whispering, discussing Chen Bieli. In this post-apocalyptic world devoid of love and filled only with lust, when a man expressed his intent to marry a woman, it was extraordinary.
Knowing their boss's name seemed to put an end to Chen Bieli's inquiries. She looked up at the leader of the mercenary group and said simply, "Okay, let them go."
"Oh?"
There was a scornful laugh. The Demon Claw Mercenary Group's leader scanned her face while peeling off the glove from his right hand with his left, revealing a hand with black, hardened skin that resembled a demonic claw radiating a chilling glow.
Snap!
