C918 Assassination

Ai Lang went back to his study room and sat down. He took the report from Huang Yueying and read it. Then, he frowned. At this moment, Dong Yuan, who wore a military uniform, came to the door. She looked at Ai Lang, who was deep in thought with a complicated expression, sitting behind a desk. At the same time, in a remote and quiet alley not far from King Qin's Mansion