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.

need to wait for him. He’s on his way to

then that a frosty voice echoed

toward the source of

in through the main entrance with a somber look.

“Impossible!” Wayman squealed instinctively.

Yellow Hat…

on the hitmen ranking of the Hanshus. He was so

did it

Clank!

tossed something over to

face was heavily disfigured, but Wayman recognized the head as

“Andrius Moonshade…”

afraid. “You are indeed powerful. Not even

and had just gotten on with it, you might have lived a few more days, but now that you’ve brought his head back

third on his family’s hitmen ranking. He was so powerful that he trumped

Clap, clap, clap!

Wayman clapped three times.

room plunged into temporary darkness. It was not night yet,

his massive figure blocked out the lights, causing the

man was 2.2 meters tall. His arms were more robust than a normal person’s thighs, and his palms were like a fanned–out paper fan, spanning larger than

contoured. There was