The moment Xue Dong recognized Rong Xing, his expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by a sudden cold front. The weapon in his tightly gripped hand began to tremble involuntarily.
Rong Xing wore a gloomy expression. The meticulously laid trap had only ensnared a single person, falling far short of expectations.
He cursed under his breath, "Damn it! Why on earth did I ever take on this thankless chore?"
Chapter 61