C1311 False Identity

The stairwell was empty and silent, his footsteps light and slow, and soon the row of voice-activated lights that had been extinguished plunged him into darkness. Leh Beichen frowned. Just as he was about to say something, his phone in his pocket rang at the right time. A crisp ringtone "lights up" a row of sound control lights …

It was Chen Ze.

"Young Master Leh, I just arrived at your villa