The matter in Sicily was settled, and Yang Fan awaited news from Shi Qinghua about Ma Donglin.
That night, at the Dark Night Army headquarters, Yang Fan slept soundly until morning, without dreaming.
Breakfast was ready, Yang Fan ate and drove out.
No one asked where he was going; everyone was doing their jobs. After a major upheaval in the Dark Night Army, the upcoming events would be even more brutal.
Nie Yuling hadn't slept well these past few days, aware that something big was happening in the Dark Night Army, but unable to intervene.
She didn't call him, fearing she would disturb Yang Fan. Until Yang Fan reappeared, her anxious heart finally settled down.
"Is everything done?" Nie Yuling sat at the table and handed him a cup of tea.
"Not yet, but the worst is over," Yang Fan did not elaborate.
Nie Yuling did not ask further. For most of the day, they stayed together, not wandering far, and leisurely strolled around.
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