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

frosty voice echoed across

Wayman looked toward the source

in through the main entrance with a somber look. His killing intent was prominent

“Impossible!” Wayman squealed instinctively.

Yellow Hat…

but he was fourth on the hitmen ranking of the Hanshus. He

did it go

Clank!

tossed something

face was heavily disfigured, but

“Andrius Moonshade…”

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

him and had just gotten on with it, you might have lived a few more days, but now that

man with him: the third on his family’s hitmen ranking. He

Clap, clap, clap!

Wayman clapped three times.

temporary darkness. It was not night

actually entered the room, and his massive figure blocked out the lights,

tall. His arms were more robust than a normal person’s thighs, and his palms were like a fanned–out paper fan, spanning

his body bulged and were deeply contoured. There was not a part