Five minutes rolled on.
In the study of a villa adorned with traditional Thai style in the Bangkok Suburbs,
Ye Wenhao sat at his desk, unusually puffing on a cigarette, inhaling deeply without pause.
As smoke swirled around him, his brow furrowed with a hint of worry between his eyes, and an inexplicable sense of unease weighed on his heart.
Although Ye Wenhao knew that as long as no evidence of Ye Fan killing the heads of the Dark Council, Giant Axe Organization, and Yakuza Southeast Asia Special Zone was found, the circulated news wouldn't significantly affect him or Ye Fan,
And although Ye Wenhao, being an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist with the power to slay a Half-step Gang Qi Realm Martial Artist, had a far superior mental fortitude to ordinary people;
But...
At this moment, he simply couldn't shake the anxiety in his heart, which is why he resorted to smoking so rarely.
"Buzz~"
