C241 I Want to See the Body When I Die!

It was a night as black as ink.

A person wearing night clothes quietly sneaked into Gong Wenfeng's room like a ghost. His footsteps were light yet steady. Suddenly, he took out a sharp blade from his back that cut through iron like mud. The reflection of the blade's light caused fear in the hearts of the onlookers.

Gong Wenfeng didn't sleep very well. He felt like someone was staring at him