Zhang Xian walked into the room, quickly scanning it with his mind, and then he started to sneer.
In this small suite, there were actually three people hiding. It seemed the middle-aged woman was not honest enough and was trying to pull a fast one on him.
Since that's the case, he had no choice but to be brutal.
"Sit for a while."
The middle-aged woman, unaware that Zhang Xian had already discovered the three assassins in the room, smiled and said, "They'll be here soon. Whatever you want to know, you can ask them directly."
"No need, they're already here."
Zhang Xian laughed coldly and said, "I've given you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it. Therefore, I can only fulfill my previous promise."
"You..."
The middle-aged woman's face changed slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her body, as if there were blades stirring inside her, "Ah..."
"Don't worry; you won't be in pain for too long."
