C547 Chapter 547

Gu Ming’s heart shot up into his throat. How could Moh Yao just jump like that? From that high up—how was she supposed to survive?

Sure, she was an assassin, and yeah, some jobs meant scaling walls and moving across rooftops—but that was with high-tech gear backing her up. Jumping with zero prep like this? No way.

Everyone else froze, standing there like idiots