C1203 Noninterference

"People from the Killer's Home?" Ihor Baichuan looked at Zhang Zili and frowned, he was more of a woman than most of the other girls. "No wonder A'Ren died in your hands."

"Are you talking about Ninja from last night?" Zhang Zili said, "We did it."

Ihor Baichuan naturally knew that he could not offend someone from the Killer's Home