Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
England, a castle close to a cliff...
A magnificent corridor led to a luxurious suite at the end. A man was lying tiredly on the couch in the living room.
Another man was also lying on the carpet in front of the couch. Only Mu Bai, clad in a sharp gray suit, was resting on a chair.
The man on the carpet had a phone beside him. When he heard what the other end was saying, he immediately sat upright with a stern face.
"We have to go back to China now!" Mo Fan said.
"Are you kidding me? We just finished a job for that little witch Ayleen. I'm worn out!" protested Zhao Manyan, who had just sunk into the couch.
Mu Bai opened his eyes. "Mo Fan, tell us what happened." He had heard a little of the conversation on the phone.
"We'll hear it from Houzi in detail on the way!" Mo Fan answered.
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Well, here's another great plan going off...