Chapter 1 Crying Thief to Catch a Thief?
Several mysterious figures in black clothing, all wearing masks, intruded into the home. What kind of experience would that be?
On the mahogany bed, Tang Xiaowan lay in a heavy stupor.
"Mommy, I'm hiding well, come find me! Mommy, Mommy, where are you?"
The voice was intermittent and extremely weak, so faint that others couldn't make out what she was saying.
As a piece of glass was removed, a scream suddenly pierced the stillness of the night.
Her jet-black hair, though silky smooth, only made Tang Xiaowan's palm-sized face look even paler, devoid of any hint of color.
Meanwhile, just on the other side of the wall in the living room,
a tall, angular man stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window.
Dressed simply but elegantly, his refined demeanor was undercut by an icy aura that wielded an intimidating, majestic pressure and a deterrent effect that said, "keep your distance."
Tang Xiaowan's scream caused him a piercing heartache.
He clenched his teeth, his bright phoenix eyes fierce like a wild beast, as if ready to tear everything in the room to shreds.