Losa instinctively turned back and saw a young girl in a black leather double-breasted jacket, her shoulder-length black short hair.
Although she was dressed snugly, it was still possible to sense the explosive strength underneath the clothes, like a leopardess, carrying an irresistible sense of allure or oppression, making one feel a natural awe.
Speak of the devil, and he will appear.
Losa sighed inwardly but maintained a calm facade, saying, "It's truly surprising that anyone wouldn't like someone as remarkable in martial skill and appearance as you and Miss Chelina."
"You sure know how to talk."
Valentina pulled out a chair and sat down familiarly next to Losa, her eyes fixed on his face for a moment before she furrowed her brows and asked, "Have we met before?"
Recognized already?
In the last operation report, he did meet Miss Valentine once, but it was only once, and he had disguised himself since then. It would be difficult for anyone not familiar to recognize him.
