Returning to Huajing Lake, it was already past midnight.
Sister Mei and Wang Xi had gone to Australia to support Qin Tian. Without keys, the other three women definitely wouldn't come over. Now, the spacious villa only had Wang Yu sitting alone in the vast hall, creating an air of emptiness.
Wang Yu leaned on the sofa, continuously smoking cigarettes. After the busy period, his worries for Qin Tian resurfaced.
If not for Qin Tian, today Wang Yu would likely only have two possibilities: one was to starve to death on the streets, and the other was to curl up in a corner somewhere on the streets, waiting for someone's charity.
Had it not been for Qin Tian, Wang Yu would not possess his current extraordinary skills, let alone wear the crown of the world's top assassin or become the Gang Leader of Dark Night.
