"Damn it. The guy who gave us the tip really did feed us false information," Zhou Tianci cursed under his breath.
Wang Xiaoliu, trailing behind Zhou Tianci, verbally echoed his young master, letting loose a string of curses at the person who provided the false tip.
Although Wang Xiaoliu appeared to share his young master's outrage, he was secretly gloating.
He was thrilled that the man surnamed Lin hadn't shown up. It meant the gatekeeper who'd provided the tip wouldn't get any credit.
The master and servant walked out of the teahouse, heading for the stables to retrieve their horses and go home for lunch.
Just as the two were crossing the road, a man in a black training suit and a black hood suddenly burst out of a nearby alley.
The man had a clear target. After emerging from the alley, he ran swiftly toward Zhou Tianci and Wang Xiaoliu.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP…
