'Assassination?'
Yang Feng remembered the phone call he had picked up from a certain Lu Minhong. He remembered how intimate Lu Minhong sounded when talking to Lifei over the phone. It seems he had to swat away a lot of insects buzzing around his woman...
But wait, she had looked into his assassination? His heart warmed at the thought. Was this what they were referring to? He wasn't scared of dying or assassinations.
At this point, he was used to being a target. As a matter of fact, right before the previous car accident, he had survived a shooting a couple days prior to the car crash. This one was just more successful than the others.
To him, assassins was inevitable, but his thorough screenings and generous compensations to everyone in his security detail ensured he wouldn't die easily. Anyone that got past them would truly be a competent assassin.
But he wanted to listen to her speak, so he continued to pay attention to her.
