chapter 245 Hands-on

It was quiet. It was dark and late at night. The entire Ximen Mansion was eerily quiet. Apart from the chirping of insects and birds, there was no other sound.

In the quiet environment, the night is like a curtain that blocks out the hustle and bustle of the day.

Next to the pointed tower, Reynord Fontaine was still standing at the end, motionless, like a silent rock, quietly staying in the bushes.

He didn't even make a breath. If someone passed by nearby, even if they...