In the dark room, a burner was lit on the table, and the air was filled with a hot and dry aroma.

Xia Ling sits on the bed, looks at the masked man standing in front of her, wipes her lips, shows a smile and says, "I knew you wouldn't die!"

Zhao Bin, wearing a mask, did not speak, but stood looking at Xia Ling.

He did not want to involve this group of people. Since Zhao Bin was "dead", he was very good, at least no one who knew him would be involved.

He did not expect Xia Ling to come back, nor did he expect Xia Ling to...