"He's here."
A deep voice sounded in the headset.
"Withdraw." He sighed softly.
"But your task...." The person sounded puzzled and surprised.
"My task was to create a diversion and rescue E. Now the task is complete." His calm voice was unwavering and firm.
"Alright, as long as you're happy." After a pause, the person said, "I won't tell Queen."
The man coldly curled his lips, "Suit yourself."
Walking to the bed, he glanced at the young girl, bent down, and tucked the corner of the quilt.
"Good night."
He only took the photograph from the place, wrapped it in his arms, stood on the mountaintop, watched the lights growing ever closer below, and turned to descend via another path.
Yan Song kicked the door open and strode inside, his face dark and terrifying, glanced around, and took large steps into the bedroom.
Seeing Yun Ya lying on the bed with her eyes closed, his heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, he dared not step forward. What was he afraid of?
