Over the years, Xiao Qiao tracked K, entirely focused on terrorists and global gangs, never considering that he was actually the CIA Intelligence Chief. After giving up for over a year, she finds him effortlessly.
In this world, the one thing Xiao Qiao hates the most is when you're filled with hatred for someone, and they ask who you are?
"If you don't know, then you shall never know!" Xiao Qiao's voice turns cold. Suddenly, she draws a short dagger, aiming straight at his throat. Roosevelt is shocked and retreats frequently, but in such a small cell, where could he go? No matter where he retreats, Xiao Qiao's dagger cannot be avoided. Just as her dagger is about to reach him, Xiao Qiao's wrist is seized tightly, unable to move an inch.
"Wesley, let go of me!" Upon recognizing the true nature of Wesley, Xiao Qiao speaks harshly for the first time, akin to a fierce ghost.
