Everyone in Nancheng knew that Li Yan was ruthless, but he had only been concerned about the "Phantom" for more than three months - that underground transaction back then, when the woman wearing the silver-patterned mask neatly dealt with the traitor, and the look in his eyes in the light of the sword made him remember it to this day.
We met again in the gallery. Xu Weining was dressed in a white dress, and she explained the paintings to him in a warm voice. The curvature of her fingertips when they touched the tea cup showed just the right amount of tenderness. At first, Li Yanshen just thought it was a coincidence, until one time when she was facing a troublemaker, her cuffs slipped when she raised her hands, revealing a wrist with scars on top of scars in the same style as "Phantom".
He didn't expose it, but took the initiative to hand over the list of contacts in the underground industry: "Miss Xu, if you have any trouble, please come to me at any time."
A trace of surprise flashed in Xu Weining's eyes, and he immediately took over the roster and continued to use gentleness as a shell to defeat his competitors with his power. She calculated the scale of use, but she didn't expect that when she finally took off her mask-like gentleness and admitted "I am the Phantom", Li Yanshen actually smiled and stuffed the core industry key into her hand: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time - it is better to be used by you than to have no right to be close to you."
Intention: Good or evil, who will decide?