The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 162

The Royal Dragon was an extremely lavishing and grand six–star hotel.

Inside the VIP room, Wayman had prepared a feast to celebrate the death of Luna and the sabotage of the Valiant Institute project. He was waiting for his man, nicknamed Yellow Hat, to come back with the great news.

To his surprise, it was way past the promised time, but Yellow Hat had still not come back with any news.

Knock, knock.

Wayman’s fingers tapped on the table anxiously. He pulled his phone out for the fifth time and called Yellow Hat.

Toot…

The call went through but no one answered.

A bad feeling rose from Wayman’s heart.

Had the plan gone south?

It should not have!

Yellow Hat was powerful enough to deal with Andrius.

to wait for him. He’s on

that a frosty voice

Wayman looked toward the source of the

came in through the main entrance with a somber look.

“Impossible!” Wayman squealed instinctively.

Yellow Hat…

a normal person, but he was fourth on the hitmen ranking of the Hanshus. He was so powerful

it go

Clank!

something

heavily disfigured, but Wayman recognized

“Andrius Moonshade…”

Surprisingly, he was not afraid. “You are indeed powerful. Not even Yellow

you have miscalculated something. If you had killed him and had just gotten on with it, you might have lived

with him: the third on his family’s hitmen ranking. He was so powerful that he

Clap, clap, clap!

Wayman clapped three times.

darkness. It was not night yet, and the lights

figure blocked out the lights,

2.2 meters tall. His arms were more robust than a normal person’s thighs, and his palms were

deeply contoured. There was not a