"Who is it?"
"Yin Wuji?"
Yu Budong, who had narrowly escaped death, hid in his little lover's room, pondering who was behind targeting him.
Though he was the Deputy Director of the Sound Listening Bureau, he had always gotten along well with others and had not made any mortal enemies over the years.
But the recent assassination attempt had truly aimed to kill him.
Although the assassins on the surface came from Great Yin, the whole affair seemed too coincidental.
Yu Budong had risen from a minor clerk in the Sound Listening Bureau to Deputy Director through numerous trials of life and death. His exceptionally accurate sense of danger had helped him avoid death repeatedly, ultimately leading to his promotion.
Even though there was no evidence pointing to Yin Wuji, Yu Budong felt that the person behind this was indeed Yin Wuji.
"I must leave!"
