บท 677: Confrontation (3)

The lights by the river were very dim. Amidst the swaying wind and rain, the biting gale that whistled past was exceptionally chilly. Gu Lingsha pulled the coat around her tighter as she followed Ah Mo. They walked through the misty rain before they reached the booth very quickly.

At the staircase of the booth, a few black-suited bodyguards were standing there expressionlessly. She looked up and saw a dark figure standing by the guardrail, the hem of his windbreaker fluttering in the wind. His tall figure looked bleak and indifferent.

"Master, she's here." Ah Mo's deep voice was heard.

Mu Yuchen lifted a hand gently and nodded. Ah Mo knowingly waved the bodyguards aside.