"Impossible. Xu Wuyan's background and identity documents have been verified repeatedly. There is no way there's a problem," the Suit-clad Man replied with absolute certainty. A trace of dissatisfaction flickered in his eyes toward Xiaoman, as he suspected she was simply making up excuses for failing her mission.
"Oh, really? Can an ordinary person jump off an overpass and walk away without a scratch? Do you know how high that overpass is? We're not talking about some ordinary ten-meter pedestrian bridge—that's a bridge several dozen meters high, and Xu Wuyan fell straight down from the top of it!" Xiaoman retorted bitterly. If the intel hadn't been completely wrong, she wouldn't have been beaten to a pulp. The mere memory of the murderous intent in Xu Wuyan's eyes made her feel as though she had taken a trip through the gates of hell. If A-Zhe hadn't arrived just in time, her fate would have been—
"And A-Zhe? Do you feel the same way?" the Suit-clad Man asked, looking somewhat surprised.
Chapter 98