In the dead of night, on the rooftop of a skyscraper in Huadu, Lin Hai in a black trench coat and wearing a fierce bronze-colored metal mask, stands with one foot on the edge, overlooking the glitzy and bustling metropolis.
The wind from high above whistled, causing his wide black trench coat to flutter loudly, his eyes showing no trace of emotion at this moment.
"Time is almost up, I wonder if Qi Weiwei can handle it."
"I seem to smell a kin's scent; another assassin has been here…"
"Even though the scent of blood is very faint, it cannot escape my nose, the formidable King Yan!"
As his voice faded, the rooftop turned pitch black, the person who was there had already left without a trace.
...
On the other side, Queen Qi is all dolled up, a stark contrast to her usual queen style and the heroic bearing of her police uniform.
She's now wearing heavy makeup, dressed in a short skirt and black stockings, exuding a ladylike demeanor.
