Gu Anjin had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.
He was very tall, at least one meter ninety. Jumping down from such a height seemed effortless for him.
At this close range, she could finally see him clearly.
His eyes were fierce, but his face was slender, sharp, and delicately beautiful, typical of an Asian.
"Boss, killing Anthony's men isn't a good idea..." The man with the eye patch said, laughing as he spoke, looking at the two bodies on the ground without a trace of regret, "I've always hated working with that dead fat man from the start, but now that we've killed his men, he'll be hopping mad. Especially now that he's in mourning for his sister."
Gu Anjin squinted slightly at the unfamiliar man.
Who exactly were they?
At first, she thought they were Anthony's people, then thought they were trying to please him, or maybe they were working with him.
But now it seemed, none of those were correct.
