"You... Who are you!"
Xiao Yu looked at the man's stern eyebrows and eyes across from her, her originally tense vigilance and hostility quietly loosened—his aura, steady as a mountain, really didn't seem like someone with malicious intent, but the way he suddenly appeared from the shadows carried an eerie feel, making her still hesitant to lower her guard.
"Qin Tian." The man spoke, his voice cold, his gaze sweeping over the center of the room at the dark green pill cauldron, "Ordered by the Military Department, secretly protecting Miss Dongfang Mingyue."
He was supposed to remain hidden according to the plan, and if not for discovering the deadly flaw in the cauldron, he wouldn't easily expose himself—tomorrow was the "Star Cup" quarterfinals, and if Dongfang Mingyue couldn't compete due to the cauldron's issue, his mission would be equal to failure, making it impossible to report back to Marshal Lin.
"Military Department?"
