C1343 Behind You

The curator spoke in hushed, deferential tones on the phone, as if pleading for assistance from someone of considerable influence.

Once the call ended, he fixed Ye Hong with a malevolent stare and hissed, "You're as good as dead! How dare you cross me, hmph!"

Unperturbed, Ye Hong let out a bored yawn, dismissing the curator's menacing words