The night rain drizzled on, arcs of lightning streaking through the inky clouds like dragons at play.
The lights went out. Rain lashed against the floors of the hundred-meter-tall building, and on the top floor, one could even clearly see lightning striking the glass!
Under absolute soundproofing, the hall was deathly silent.
His feet stepping over the carpet, Ji Yan entered the completely open-plan floor.
His gaze swept around before finally locking onto the tall, curvaceous figure at the far end.
"Mr. Ji Yan, you are far more unexpectedly outstanding than I imagined."
"No wonder Wang Sihan chose to guard the side route, acting as the shield himself while trusting you to be the spear."
Fang Yao withdrew her gaze from the raging storm outside. Wearing a black dress adorned with dazzling ornaments, she held a glass of red wine and slowly turned her exquisite face toward him.
"After the last three stages, you should have gotten a fairly good read on me by now, right?"
"Let's skip the opening pleasantries and not waste time. Will you hand over the [Demon Card], or should I take it myself?"
Ji Yan's two sentences cut off most of the lines Fang Yao had prepared.
Fang Yao smiled faintly. "If you really are in such a hurry."
"Then neither of those sentences was necessary."
"You don't understand Wang Sihan, but I know his character all too well."
"That man always turns on people suddenly when weighing the pros and cons. He will definitely stab you in the back."
Ji Yan replied calmly, "I never trust any teammate. It's just that Wang Sihan has no other choice."
"Completing the main quest is his only way out..."
Fang Yao revealed a captivating smile and lightly raised her wineglass. "That may not necessarily be true."
"You