Early in the morning, Wang Hu had already prepared all of last night's gains, ready to personally deliver them into Ye Xiao's hands.
But, when his car neared the courtyard where Ye Xiao lived, it stopped.
"Would this make the master think I'm tracking him?"
Wang Hu hesitated.
He had only arranged for someone to secretly protect Tang Shishi, which was how he learned of Ye Xiao's residence.
But to call on him rashly now seemed somewhat improper.
After much indecision, Wang Hu's car slowly edged closer, the gathering crowd in front catching his attention.
Seated in the car, he could see a shrew pointing at Ye Xiao's residence and making a scene, even threatening to complain about the people who arrived in the police car.
"Go?"
"Not go?"
These two choices could determine his fate in the future.
Clearly, the shrew was targeting the master's dwelling, and it was very likely that the murderer she was talking about was the master.
