At 10:30, Kang Mao arrived at Room 1101 of Castle Peak Hotel on time.

If Lao Kang knew that on a recent evening, during this time period, Comrade Lao Jin in the downtown area, who was trying to dye Yue Zitong's finger in this room, had been smashed by someone, he would not have booked this hotel, this guest room.

Alas, the behavior of big people at certain times is surprisingly consistent.

Kang Mao and sitting on the sofa, the formerly dignified old face, instantly a lot younger, from time to time raised his hand to look at the time, looking forward to a gentle knock on the door.

He...