Miles of ice enshrouding, myriad snowflakes fluttering.
Chui Xue, Ling Yunxiao.
Tang Fei looked at the familiar face and asked aloud, "How could it be him?"
Ling Yunxiao was an assassin from the Worry-free Palace, who had failed to assassinate Tang Fei and was then captured by Bai Wuxin and had been detained in this basement for interrogation and severe torture.
The last time he had seen him, Ling Yunxiao had been tortured beyond recognition.
Barely alive, he looked like he could die at any moment.
Now he was one of their own?
And they were to entrust him with such an important task?
What if Ling Yunxiao betrayed them? Wouldn't all their efforts be wasted?
They'd be in danger themselves, and even Yan Jinnian would be doomed...
"Why can't it be him?" the old man countered.
Tang Fei, not caring that Ling Yunxiao was right in front of him, voiced his doubts directly, "You trust him? What if he betrays us?"
