C373 The Scum of the World of Assassins

Huang Xinying didn't say much about Ye Fann's actions, just showed a resigned expression before sitting back down at her desk to work.

Ye Fann, lost in thought for a moment, left the office and headed to the rooftop. Seeing no one around, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"It's me. I've agreed to the request you made six months ago, but I have one condition: send me an assistant