Recreate The Rules

Both chief detective and Tao Zhuo were extremely shocked that Yu Shijin returned so early.

Especially since even under the dim light, they could see the dark circles under his eyes and the tired air he gave off.

He probably hadn't slept much recently.

His black outfit fluttered gently with the wind.

The helicopter's motor sounds failed to cover his deep voice.

"I don't wish to repeat myself." Yu Shijin frowned, the chilliness enshrouding him turning even more intense.

Tao Zhuo was petrified by his malevolent air. She took an involuntary step backwards.

As conceited as she was, she knew that she was way beneath Yu Shijin.

"It's… Yu… Old Mr. Yu…" She stuttered.

Yu Shijin seemed to have predicted her answer.

He didn't seem surprised at all.

He remained cool and collected as always.