At that moment, a cold glint flashed in the man's eyes as he said, "We want the money, but what we really want is Xiang Yu's life..."
When Xiang Yu arrived, he had already determined that the other party wouldn't just be after a toll fee, and seeing this person made him even more certain. Just then, a woman suddenly appeared on the second floor.
This woman was also wearing a loose bathrobe, about thirty years old, with well-maintained skin and a charm in every smile and frown that captivated the soul, along with an indescribable sense of maturity that made one irresistibly want to go and hold her.
What was more important was that Xiang Yu, sitting below, looked up and just happened to see the area between her legs, a scene that was hard to ignore, even for someone as composed as Xiang Yu, and he couldn't help but take a couple more glances.
