Chương 685: A Kind, Old Woman

"You don't know?" Lin Zhi asked in disbelief. "How the heck don't you know? Are you saying that they attacked you right then and there without a reason?" 

Stan scratched the back of his head. However, he forgot for a second that both his arms were injured, so he exclaimed in agony before he responded. 

"It did seem like that," Stan muttered. "They literally came out of nowhere. As far as I know, they weren't part of the group that was guarding the kid's house." 

Steve nodded in agreement. "Those three—they seem more skilled than an average guard. Almost as if they were hitmen," he said, shivering with the thought of getting killed. 

Lin Zhi sighed in frustration. "That doesn't matter. You still should have finished your objectives instead of getting caught up with a bunch of skilled strangers." 

"I don't think they're mere strangers. They told us something related to the kid before we left," Steve said. 

Lin Zhi narrowed his eyes. "Which is?"