"Mr. Kun, there's a saying in Longxing Country, 'slaughter the donkey when the grinding is done.' Didn't expect you to master it so well!"
Gu Tong had her back to them, and they couldn't see her expression clearly, but just from her voice, one could already hear her indifference.
"Ms. Gu, don't misunderstand, Kun didn't mean it like that, he..." Misya wanted to explain, and even more so, wanted to stop Kun.
But Kun interrupted her directly, his eagle-like eyes fixed fiercely on Gu Tong, "Who on earth are you?"
A talent for accurately judging the enemy's position.
Exceptionally skilled, practically the sniper's perfect artifact technique.
The kind of emergency treatment that only a royal doctor could fully master on the battlefield.
A woman like this couldn't possibly be ordinary.
"Mr. Kun, how interesting! We had no grudges in the past, no enmity recently; does it really matter who I am?"
