"They've arrived." The man's voice slowly echoed in the dim space, cold and hard with a sharp edge, quite violent.
Beside him, another man sat leisurely on the ground, and in the darkness nearby, a faint red glow flickered. "If they're here, they're here. Why get so anxious? I've set the bait, we just wait here for them to come and die."
"You don't get it, Hai," he said, then suddenly sniffed and cursed in irritation, "Damn it, smoking again! I told you if you want to smoke, go outside, I don't want to breathe your secondhand smoke! And can you stop making the room pitch black every time! You can see in the dark, but I can't!"
With a click, the light turned on, and suddenly, the dark little room lit up. Yu Tian's face was exposed under the light, deep wrinkles between his brows, but he appeared extremely irritable.
