wooden statue."You...you..."The man in black said two "you"s in succession, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.He was utterly shocked. After years as an assassin, he had never encountered anything...Gāodàqiáng picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was a stranger's number. Usually, he wouldn't pay attention to this kind of call, but now he had a bad feeling about it.outside.A young man in his thirties then walked in. His chin was held high and he looked arrogant. He was followed by four bodyguards. It was Murong Hai, the core descendant of the third generation of...