"So fast?" Feng Xue's brows rose. From the start of his slaughter to now, including the time wasted with Chen Xiyao's indecision, less than five minutes had passed. There wasn't enough time to even run to the place where his corpse was supposed to be dumped, let alone resolve those ominous threats.
However, after a second thought, Feng Xue realized that while the Manager must deal with the threats, which one to deal with first was entirely up to the Manager's discretion.
Before the threats appeared in this area, the Manager, in order to preserve their own label, had no choice but to grudgingly deal with those threats. But now that a threat had emerged here, it naturally became the top priority.
In Feng Xue's eyes, a beautiful girl enveloped in a glamorous aura, riding an ostentatious motorbike, came charging out of the alleyway. In her hand, she held a long sword, the rows of gems inlaid upon it making one doubt its practical value in actual combat.
