The young man accepted the order and turned to leave.
The old man's gaze was gloomy as he stared in the direction the young man had left, emitting a series of sinister laughs. He was none other than the second Elder of the Heart Picking Tower.
Clearly, the assassin this time was actually sent by him.
Xiao Han had not slept very soundly. Just after five in the morning, a group of people burst through his door.
Rubbing his eyes, Xiao Han watched helplessly as his bedroom door was kicked open, and Li Wenwan rushed in.
She stood in front of Xiao Han, visibly fuming, and abruptly threw off his blanket with a furious expression.
Xiao Han was a bit dazed and didn't know what she meant by coming to find him so early in the morning looking angry.
His eyes fixed on Li Wenwan, and seeing that she wasn't speaking, Xiao Han decided it was best if he also kept silent for now.
If it's about patience, Li Wenwan definitely wasn't as patient as Xiao Han; she had a fiery temper.
