Wu Jing was lying on a distant villa, observing the situation here. He suddenly noticed an additional person in a room with the lights on. Due to the curtains, he couldn't see the face clearly, just the vague outline.
This was the silhouette of a man. Could it be Zhu Qingfang? Wu Jing lay there, adjusting his breathing so he could be in better condition momentarily.
Despite the curtains, he was confident he could take him out with one shot.
In the villa, Xiang Yu was shocked as he pushed the door to enter. He saw a woman clad in a white robe, pleasuring herself with some instruments.
She screamed when she saw Xiang Yu entering but quickly covered her mouth after seeing his face clearly. It was a tough, handsome face, one she had seen before.
Last time at the villa, he had spied on her from below.
