At this moment, Lin Taichu was already starving and could not spare a thought for anything else as he wolfed down the food.
He finished a bowl of rice in less than three minutes, then moved on to the steak, foie gras...
After eating for over ten minutes, Lin Taichu finally filled his stomach. He rubbed his round belly, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
Just then, Lin Taichu suddenly sensed a chilling glint coming from behind his head, and he shuddered.
Instinctively, Lin Taichu dodged to the side and spun around.
In his field of vision, a black dagger tore through the air, stabbing toward him with a shrill whistle.
Lin Taichu reacted quickly, reaching out to grasp the blade and pulling it backward.
However, Lin Taichu discovered that the dagger was incredibly sturdy. No matter how hard he pulled, he could not wrench it free.
Lin Taichu frowned. The dagger was clearly poisoned, or it could not possibly be so sharp.
At that moment, a black-clad masked man took advantage of Lin Taichu's distraction and kicked him squarely in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Lin Taichu struggled for a moment before climbing back to his feet, glaring furiously at the other man.
The black-clothed man clearly had no intention of prolonging the fight. Taking advantage of Lin Taichu's fall, he swiftly fled.
"Don't let him get away!" Lin Taichu shouted urgently.
Unfortunately, by the time his words fell, the masked man had already vanished into the night.
Lin Taichu shook his head, got up, dusted off his backside, and walked into the hotel.
Lin Taichu returned to his room, tidied up briefly, then lay down on the bed to sleep.
The hardship and traveling of the past few days had exhausted him, and he