Huo Zhao was right at the hotel entrance, hit by the newcomer until his ears rang.
But An Yang paid no mind to the pain, instead excitedly handing over her cellphone to Huo Zhao, "Big block of wood, take a look! Is this the person you're looking for?"
Huo Zhao glanced at it, grunted affirmatively, and then moved forward.
"Where to?"
"Didn't your friend send you an address?"
An Yang followed, "Aren't I awesome?"
Huo Zhao remained silent.
Because for a bodyguard, finding someone was never hard; what was difficult was how to get important messages and evidence from that person. Not everyone is a saintly Mary Sue, willing to sacrifice their own interests for the sake of world justice.
"Hey, big block of wood, don't walk so fast, I really can be helpful."
After listening, Huo Zhao suddenly turned around, sizing up An Yang, because at this time… he might really be able to help. However, there was a precondition— he needed to know why he was searching for this girl.
