C850 Dragnet
Tianjing, a certain villa.
Soros was smoking his cigar. He looked at Wei Yi, who was sitting beside him, and waved his hand.
Wei Yi was stunned. She lay in Soros's arms with a flash of disgust in her eyes.
"Is everything ready?" Soros reached his hand down from Wei Yi's collar.
Wei Yi closed her eyes, leaned close to Soros and whispered into his ear, "Lord Protector of the Dark World