C147 Painter

"Do you really think you can find a loophole I wouldn't notice?"

Ye Fann sipped his hot milk, speaking calmly as his eyes gazed steadily into the distance. Outside, the world seemed apocalyptic, with occasional flashes of lightning making the dark night even more ominous.

"Just kill me already!"

The assassin gritted his teeth, his face resolute, but his eyes were filled with deep unwillingness