urned ashen, clearly on the verge of fainting.Fang Jiachi clutched her arm; Mo Yao's aim was precise. The bullet grazed through her white robe without causing any harm, leaving a scorching mark but no...ts and losses. If London’s government wanted to eliminate someone, just a word was enough. Cooperation between them worked seamlessly without any conflicts ever arising. Plus, given Ye Ningyuan's and...