The office suddenly became quiet.
"…."
Leng Shuang froze.
For the first time since Qian Lian entered the room, her expression genuinely became speechless.
"You…"
She slowly looked at her friend.
"…delayed an entire flight?"
Qian Lian blinked. "What else was I supposed to do?"
"I had already arrived at the airport."
"It would've been wasteful to buy another ticket."
Leng Shuang: "…"
Qian Lian leaned back against the sofa lazily again.
"Anyway, after overcoming countless hardships and dangers…"
Her tired eyes slowly sharpened.
"…I'm finally here."
The lazy salted-fish aura around her gradually disappeared.
In its place appeared a dangerous coldness.
"So don't you dare tell me everything you said was fake."
Her gaze locked onto Leng Shuang.
"Otherwise…"
A faint smile appeared on her pale face.
"I'll expose all your assassination records to the friends and relatives of your targets."
