Jun Kai was sitting in his office chair as he was fiddling with something in his hand. He had not finished his coffee like he would and had left it carelessly on his desk. His room was rather neat and his desk had hardly anything on it. All that was on his desk was a piece of paper and some files.
However, his entire focus was on the item in his hand. He was twisting the item back and forth thoughtlessly. It was as if his thoughts were far away.
The item in his hand was the Long cuff sword. On the auction day, the Xuan leader, no, Mi Rong had given it to him. Now, he finally came to realize all those similarities and clues. Her voice was slightly different, being lower than her usual voice, but if it was a pitch higher then it would have been identical to Mi Rong's normal voice.
On the hotel's carpark, when they were being chased, it must have been her. She was in the same black suit. He remembered when she had been cut on her waist, he felt a tinging worry covering his heart.
