The atmosphere inside the living room instantly changed.
Qin Jun turned toward the entrance, his expression darkening.
Song Jing Li and Kira's hands remained beneath his jacket, readying their guns.
Liu Shan slowly stood from his seat, his eyes narrowing.
None of them had been expecting another visitor.
The door slowly swung open.
A tall figure stepped inside, bringing with him a gust of cold winter air.
Snowflakes clung to the shoulders of his dark overcoat.
Before the visitor could say a word, Kira had already drawn his gun.
However, the moment he recognized the man's face, his expression twisted with annoyance.
"Xu Long."
Xu Long stopped. He looked at Kira.
Then at the gun pointed in his direction.
An eyebrow rose.
"It's James Long Bond, actually."
He casually brushed the snow from his coat.
"And it's nice seeing you too, Kira."
Kira stared at him.
For several seconds, neither man moved.
Then Kira slowly lowered his weapon.
"You're an idiot."
Xu Long smiled.
