Xu Yafei was the only woman at her table, surrounded by several bald, burly men with grim faces and imposing, bear-like statures. Within a few meters of their table, no one dared to sit.
Despite being the only woman, it was evident that Xu Yafei held the highest status among them. She was seated at the head of the table.
Zhao Dong narrowed his eyes, surveying the scene. It looks like these are all her subordinates, and they're discussing something important.
He instinctively considered going over to greet her, but then he remembered her earlier warning. Hong Wu's spies were everywhere; he couldn't afford to have any form of contact with her. So, Zhao Dong merely glanced at Xu Yafei from afar before shifting his gaze away.
Yang Sixue glanced at Zhao Dong and said meaningfully, "I should warn you, you can't just stare at that woman. Be careful, or you might get your eyes gouged out."
Zhao Dong was startled, then smirked playfully. "Do you know who I was looking at?"
