A night passed.
As dawn broke, Tang Luo woke up.
He sat up and looked out the window.
After he had fallen asleep the night before, he suddenly awoke from a dream.
When he climbed out the window, he found nothing.
But he believed in his instincts, that peculiar sensation of being watched was certainly not wrong!
"Was it that assassin?"
Tang Luo narrowed his eyes, a flash of cold light passing through them.
He wasn't too concerned about being targeted by an assassin; after all, this had happened too many times before, and he was used to it.
But now, something was different from before!
Back when he was abroad, he was alone and feared no one!
And now?
Now he had Han Ruobing and Han Yuxuan; he already considered them family and this place home!
He wasn't worried about himself; he was worried about the safety of Han Ruobing and Han Yuxuan!
What if the assassin uses Han Ruobing and Han Yuxuan to threaten him, or worse, harm them? What then?