Ivana Bennett let out a snort of laughter through her nose, "Does a person who coerces others with a gun have the right to talk about manners?"
The man turned around, his eyes looking at her through the glass lens of his glasses, and suddenly raised his lips into a smile, "I don't mind helping you change."
The Night Wind laughed lightly too, "If Mr. Si Kong can't handle it alone, perhaps I can help too."
As he spoke, his gaze settled deeply on Ivana's face.
He only worried that Ivana would stubbornly oppose Si Kong and bring unnecessary danger.
Ivana sighed gently, turned around and walked back to her cell, slamming the door shut.
"Everybody, piss off!"
The man gave a mischievous smile and leaned against the wall.
Night Wind stopped and stood a little away from the cell door, guarding it for her.
A moment later, Ivana came out dressed in her outfit and shoes, and the guard standing not far from her immediately whistled appreciatively.
