Yang Jinxuan gasped. "None of us knew that he was injured. We couldn't even tell that he was injured…"
"Heh, if he wasn't a secret agent, why do you think he hid his appearance at Locke's auction?" Mei Yehan leaned back on the sofa. "This is also why my collaboration with the Zunjue Corporation ended."
Yang Jinxuan's eyes narrowed slightly. In the past, when he wasn't involved in those things, it might not mean anything, but now…
He and Nangong Jue were completely on opposite sides. Not because of women, but because of… their stand.
"Alright, anyway, I'm already here. It doesn't matter what his identity is." Yang Jinxuan was silent for a moment before waving his hand. "Now, I'm very curious. Why do you want to kill Han Binglan? Could it be because Nangong Jue might be with the police?"
However, Mei Yehan smiled. "Because of personal matters." A trace of disgust and coldness flashed across his eyes.
