"Zhao Qi? A Secret Guard?"
Xu Junjun frowned, lost in thought, until she finally dredged the name up from the obscure corners of her memory. But as she recalled the man’s fate, her face crumpled into a mask of dismay.
"Niaoniao, if I’m remembering this right, this Secret Guard named Zhao Qi serving Xiao Tong… he’s a short-lived one."
Chapter 28