C102 Spiritual Attack

The night air was bitingly cold.

Zhao Han's car sat at the entrance of the Xi Hao Estate.

Suddenly, his phone rang—a call from Xiaoyao Baiyu.

"It's you?"

"Yes, it's me. Let's have a word."

Zhao Han glanced at the grand doorway before him, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag, exhaling a ring of smoke. "What about?"

"Bai Xue was born with a flawed destiny