"Take it, I'll freshen the air in the room first." Yan looked at the man in black with disdain: "What era are we in that you're still using such outdated methods?"
"Exactly, nowadays people prefer methods that are undetectable. Yours can be traced, it's quite unprofessional." Luo Qianqian didn't hesitate as she pulled out another dagger, calmly picked off the black mask of the man in black, only to find it was someone she'd seen before.
Luo Qianqian felt like she needed to pray; she seemed to be a bit unlucky, always inexplicably targeted?
Looking at the other windows, complete under the moonlight, it was clear this was premeditated.
Yan entered the room first, watched it light up, and then emit a unique fragrance. Yan climbed out again, dragged the man in black into the room, directed a look at Luo Qianqian's waist, winked with an air of mystery.
