After checking everything, Song Xiaodong covered the clothes over the woman's body and then stood up furrowing his brows.
"Brother Song, why did the assassin want to kill you?" Chen Zixu asked cautiously.
"Not me, her," Song Xiaodong said indifferently.
"Her?" Chen Zixu looked towards Feng Kexin.
Song Xiaodong nodded, took a few steps with his hands behind his back, and said, "Zixu, take care of this corpse, don't alert anyone, and don't leave any trace."
Chen Zixu quickly replied, "Absolutely no problem, leave this little task to me."
Song Xiaodong nodded again and continued, "Don't talk about tonight's incident to anyone. The things involved here, I reckon you couldn't handle it."
"Ah... that serious?" Chen Zixu's mouth twitched. If it were someone else, he wouldn't have believed it, but the fact that Song Xiaodong spoke so solemnly was sufficient to illustrate the gravity of the situation.
"Alright, let's go."
