"Welcome back," one of them said on behalf of everyone, then continued to write something on a piece of paper with their head down, finally condensed into spiritual power and slowly disappeared on the letter paper, head not raised, eyes not opened, "Balcony."
The young man nodded and walked toward the balcony. Looking at the person standing on the balcony hidden in the darkness, only the small sparks were particularly noticeable in the dark. He paused and said, "Boss, target confirmed."
Phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, military boots lightly grinding the cigarette butt out, one hand in the pocket, a sudden flash of azure and crimson light intertwined around the neck. Qin Zhan smiled faintly, raised his hand to place the pendant hanging around his neck in the palm, gently kissed it, whispered something lowly with eyes full of intense emotion.
