The Storm Has Arrived, and So Has Death!

That was right.

Compared to the assassins lurking at the entrance of the bustling morning market in the Philippines—though ordinary people could not see it, their bodies radiated a chilling aura in his eyes—

Su Wen sat calmly in a breakfast tea shop nearby, decorated with vibrant tropical patterns.

He sat in a private booth beside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside lay the bustling crowds and lively market, while inside was an entirely different world of peace and tranquility.

The shop was filled with the enticing scents of tea and coffee, mingled with the unique fragrance of Philippine spices, creating a strange yet reassuring atmosphere.

For tonight's grand finale,

Su Wen had even specifically ordered several authentic Philippine breakfast tea specialties:

A plate of golden, crispy egg rolls, served with rich coconut milk chicken stew; several steaming baskets of translucent mango sticky rice cakes; and a cup of strong black tea brewed from local tea leaves. It might not necessarily taste good, but they were local specialties after all.

He leisurely enjoyed this rare moment of peace.

Unfortunately,

Jiang Menghan was not here.

At that thought,

He merely smiled, took a photo, and sent it through the Dawn System to the quiet iceberg of a girl.

Of course, even though his surroundings seemed peaceful, Handsome Scholar's gaze never left the window.

In his hand,

The teacup slowly turned.

Every gentle sip seemed like a silent mockery of the approaching storm.

After using the Time Travel System to make a simple adjustment to his in-game appearance once more, giving Su Wen an added touch of maturity beneath his handsome features, he muttered to himself:

"A third-rank assassin. She seems connected to the killer Jiang Menghan eliminated through misfortune earlier.

Perhaps I can plant another Plot Hook in her."

But in the very