Sima Rui’s eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty. "Especially that kid with the peculiar eyes... Mystic Pupil, is it? I’m very curious to see if they’ll still be so miraculous once I’ve dug them out."
The next day, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky; a torrential downpour was imminent.
Rainwater snaked down the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel. Sima Rui stood before the glass, the Jade Ring casting a ghostly green glimmer in the dim light. He had just concluded a video conference with his point man in Yangcheng, and an invisible web had already been quietly cast.
Chapter 67