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 his way to his next life

that a frosty voice

the source of the

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

“Impossible!” Wayman squealed instinctively.

Yellow Hat…

looked like a normal person, but he was fourth on the

did it

Clank!

something over to

Yellow Hat’s head. His face was heavily disfigured, but Wayman recognized the head as his

“Andrius Moonshade…”

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

killed him and had just gotten on with it, you might have lived a few more

and fearless. He has another man with him: the third on his

Clap, clap, clap!

Wayman clapped three times.

into temporary darkness. It was not night yet, and the lights were

room, and his massive figure blocked out the lights, causing the

robust than a normal person’s thighs, and his palms were like a fanned–out paper fan, spanning larger than

on his body bulged and were deeply contoured. There was