Fang Yi and Bai Yuanba were wandering around the old park, yet no assassins came to them.
Fang Yi remained calm, but Bai Yuanba was getting impatient.
"Damn! Where have all the assassins gone? Why haven't they come yet? Damn it, they're supposedly extraordinary killers, yet I could take them down with one punch each, and they'd be finished!" Bai Yuanba couldn't hold back his complaints.
Fang Yi didn't respond to him.
Suddenly, Fang Yi remembered something and took out his phone.
To avoid receiving calls from Shen Binan, Fang Yi had turned off his phone. Now he turned it back on, and Bai Yuanba immediately leaned over from the side, his eyes wide open.
Fang Yi reached out and pushed his head back.
Bai Yuanba curled his lips in disdain, "Fine, I won't look. What's so amazing about it anyway?"
There were no missed calls or messages, causing Fang Yi to chuckle at himself. That woman is truly heartless, and he had overthought things, thinking she cared greatly for him.
