Because of the actions of the Li family, the taxi was stopped and searched at least three times along the way. A journey that should have taken less than half an hour was dragged out to nearly forty minutes.
As soon as he returned to the villa, Xiao Yi tossed a banknote to the taxi driver, quickly got out of the car, and sprinted into the villa toward the upstairs sickroom. Based on his estimation, that woman should be about to wake up by now.
In his heart, there were too many doubts he wanted to ask her.
"Click!"
Just as Xiao Yi's figure rushed into the villa, a sense of vigilance suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart. His forward momentum halted abruptly as he forcefully drifted backward.
And at the moment his figure shifted backward, the spot where he had been standing was instantly streaked with a flash of cold light, and the door of his room immediately had a gleaming dagger stuck in it.
