Xia Feng couldn't see Ke Yanqing's eyes, but he vaguely felt a chill pass by in an instant.
He remained calm, slightly raising his head from the wheelchair, and asked softly with confusion, "Sister Qing, what's wrong?"
"....."
The concern in the young man's tone made Ke Yanqing's murderous glare pause. She lifted the umbrella, revealing her full face, her expression already restored to a gentle warmth. Her cool, tender eyes quietly gazed at him with a faint smile, "It's nothing, you were frightened yesterday, Sister Qing was just worried about you."
Saying that, she walked behind Xia Feng, pushing the wheelchair towards the bathroom.
At the same time, she continued to observe the surroundings in her peripheral vision, finding no traces of any assassin's body.
Could it be that the assassins sent by Kovis hadn't arrived yet?
Or perhaps they had already been instantly killed by Ko Nan, leaving no trace.
