"Fortunately, you're smart enough to finally make the right choice. Now tell me, how many of you came in total?"
The assassin's throat rolled slightly. Now that he had already betrayed his master, there was no need to conceal anything else. He might as well answer everything.
"In total... twelve of us came."
Han Lei's eyebrows slightly raised, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Are all of you here to assassinate Zhao Zun?"
The assassin nodded, "Yes."
Han Lei's gaze grew colder, and she continued to ask, "Where are they staying now?"
The assassin shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "I only know where the five of us are staying, at the Jinghua Inn. I don't know about the others."
Upon hearing this, Han Lei glanced at Hua Tianyou standing beside her, and they both saw a trace of seriousness in each other's eyes.
