A few hours ago.

Zhao Yuan received a text message, "Task Address: No. XXX of the Flower Road. Task: Whoever comes in, except our own brother, cut off his ears."

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but wonder that his assignment had always been brief, and the rest was decided by himself. But this time, the task was so clear, even for the details. Whose ears should be cut off?

At the same time, Zhao Yuan also knew that Mo Shi gradually recognized himself. ...