At the break of dawn, within a secretive base, Helen was anxiously waiting. Her arms were crossed, her fingers tapping constantly on her arm, pacing back and forth at times, and at others, bowing her head in deep thought.
Seeing Helen act this way, Qiao Ya comforted her, "Don't overthink it, let's leave everything up to fate."
Hearing this, Helen nodded in gloom, deep down she didn't want anything to happen to Gu Fan, but she also didn't believe there was any hope left for his survival.
Just at that moment, a figure burst in rapidly, causing everyone's nerves to tense up and they quickly drew their weapons to aim.
Xue Lang quickly raised his hands, "Don't shoot, it's me."
"How come it's just you?" Helen asked in confusion, her brows deeply furrowed, a bad feeling creeping over her. Then she asked another question, "Where are Xue Ying and Xue Hu?"
"They were both killed by that Gu Fan and Su Hui," Xue Lang said, then laughed at himself, seemingly finding it absurd.
