The wall clock ticked away as the sun quickly descended over Wu River, casting the evening's afterglow over the river's surface. Thousands of waves glittered with gold, and the slowly moving ships created ripples on the water. The sound of the ship's whistle was melodious and pleasing to the ear. Truly, the scene was picturesque; standing inside the Jin Guan City villa and looking out, one felt that life could be so comfortable.
But for Ye Tian at this moment, behind this beautiful scenery was hidden danger, as if a pair of ferocious eyes were watching him, ready to pounce at any moment.
The villa was extremely quiet; Ye Tian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a very long time, not moving at all.
It was already the end of the workday, and Yun Xinyan, who had been tired all day, pushed the door open to enter. Then she saw the scars on Ye Tian's face.