At the hotel entrance, Qiu Xiuxiu reluctantly looked in the direction where Ning Fan had left, sighed silently, and turned around to enter the hotel.
"Follow her and see which room she's staying in."
At the street corner, those blood-red eyes turned to the side, speaking to a young man with a vicious look in his eyes.
The two in front were dressed in slim-fitting T-shirts. Though wearing sun hats early in the morning appeared a bit strange, they seemed to be just ordinary pedestrians.
Only those truly familiar with the Martial Arts World would understand their real identity by seeing the blood cross drawn on their sleeves with fresh blood.
Blood Cross members!
"Second Brother, that woman is clearly related to Ning Fan. Maybe she's his mistress kept outside. Since we stumbled upon this incident, why not go all out?"
